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Spring Breeze Picture Scroll Three Hundred Miles of Pomegranate Fire
How to ink when looking at crazy scenery
You passed through the forest with a hairpin flower on your hair
Looking back at Yumaimai
Turning around ten years ago, I saw the ruins of the royal city
A little bit of cinnabar is so beautiful that it falls apart
blood to raise
But leave a few words of persistence
Traveling thousands of miles and passing by with a smile
No matter what the world says
A few cups of green raffia can make me drunk
Sleeping alone in the palace building
The light in the eyes and the candle in the palm
The tall shadow of Kowloon Tower is lonely
A wisp of missing old friends can't be broken
The sky and the earth are whirling in the snowy night
The red rain on the case was blown away by the wind
A jar of wishful wine and ten years wasted
The sun and the moon fly by, drifting in the sea of people
Watching smoke waves from a small boat
Late at night, I dream deeply about the cause and effect of the past.
The fortune is drawn one by one and the fate is wrong.
Think about it even when you pick up the pen
The murals are like a room of silence
Whose throne is your name?
Officials and unofficial historians still speculate
The past has long since been lost
The wind is in Qingpingmo
Tie hair, roll up sleeves, spread paper and grind ink
The painting depicts the year spent in the woods
Behind the Seven-layer Veil, Your Eyes Are Waves
Feng Liu only speaks to one person
I have also been in the forest
Twenty years, a change of scenery, flowers bloom and fall
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