The paintings on the paper are mottled, and the past events in the paintings are like songs.
"I have looked at myself for half my life, and from the beginning to the end, there is only two words for "extreme thoughts".
"In the past, there were two words called Danqing, but later there was one person named Danqing."
Between the long mountains and rivers, there are vast seas and mulberry fields.
Remember the first glimpse in the forest that caused the bond;
After reading it, the ink splashing on the paper spread across the south of the Yangtze River.
"Power is a game." Xu Danqing smiled slightly, with a moist light shining in his eyes, "The bet is myself."
After many years, I hope there are still a few people in the green ink painting who look like they did yesterday.