The love legend of Zhu Shuzhen, a talented woman of a generation. Deep in the begonia, in the shadow of apricot blossoms, beside the lotus root pond, she spent her long childhood with her companion. Under the cold window, I study hard and win laurels in the Toad Palace, just to stay with you. Under the rockery, we met by chance, and when we looked back, we felt secretly in love. Just because true love is priceless, but it turns out to be nothing, and I sigh alone. Lonely curtains, catkins flying all over the sky, poems conveyed by red leaves, feelings expressed on the ice-stringed harp! The heart is still the same, the tears are empty, the brotherhood is deep, the east wind is incomprehensible! In the vast world, where is refuge? Like a fluffy fluff, flying with the clouds, drifting northward, looking for a close friend, and renewing the relationship. Fearless and long-lasting, just for the sake of deep love. Downstairs in the west building, in the water pavilion, in front of the dressing mirror, there are thousands of words to say, but my time is short! Lonely pear blossoms, listening to the rain hitting the banana trees, bit by bit, staring at the eyes, hopeless lovesickness, the heartbroken grass is far away! A fire, a line of tears, a lifetime of love, a collection of heart-broken poems. Who knows? Ask the sky? The sky is silent, and under the lonely spring, let the true love flow down the drain!
Intention: Although the ability to write in calligraphy and calligraphy is not a woman's business, it is still a matter of nature and affection, and it will make you happy without realizing it.