I write this article in memory of my favorite ancient Chinese literati - Wang Wei, the poet and Buddha.
Children who like him are welcome to come and see him.
Welcome to communicate.
The rolling river of history has wiped out many romantic figures.
There is such a person, he is unparalleled in magnificence,
Pure as jade,
He is a star in Chang'an City,
He is admired by all,
But he doesn't love fame and fortune,
He doesn't love beautiful women, he only loves Buddhism.
His music, chess, calligraphy and painting made me obsessed to the point of heartache.
A gentleman is like an orchid, a gentleman is like jade,
He is a gentleman in my eyes,
A pearl in the eye of history
He is Wang Wei.
I pray, which night will you step into my dream?
The wind in the pine trees unwinds the belt, and the moonlight in the mountains plays the harp.
He turned around and looked back, but smiled for a thousand years.
Conception: