Scholar Liu Feng only loves bamboo, especially Ruo bamboo.
Ruo Zhu felt that scholars were stupid in reading, especially when they used the water in bamboo to grind ink. Looking at a bowl full of water, Liu Feng raised his head and took a big sip, "What's the matter? Bamboo water is sweet, I always like it, and I drink it frequently."
Ruozhu was so shy that she almost returned to her original form. Every time after the session, she felt happy physically and mentally and it was helpful for her practice. She would let Liu Feng do it again, again and again, and every time it was different.
I tried everything from grinding, writing with the brush dipped in water, even the calligraphy around the back and the bronze mirror under me, even the table, red dates and bamboos, and I never repeated it.
Everything she could think of and what she didn't dare to think about were all there.
Purpose: A person should be as upright as bamboo
