Yan Zimo, the painting is green and white, does not say much, just gets it
She seems distant, gentle and virtuous
He seems eccentric, extreme, and casual
She looks as quiet as a virgin and as gentle as jade
He seems to be unruly and does whatever he wants
Why shouldn't women talk too much? Why do men talk so much?
Who cares about whom? Who deceived whom?
Let's look at a piece of ink and a scroll of painting...