Author: forest of steles passers-by

White clouds are flowing skirts, and mountains are the soul of the earth. A bright moon shines for thousands of years, and the rugged cliffs are green. Only this green, drunk time, drunk boundless. ...

A picture scroll, with a thousand-year-old charm, slowly unfolds on the gorgeous stage and solidifies in the rolling picture scroll with mountains and rivers everywhere. Tsing Yi woman, with a high bun, brushed the sleeves in the animation volume, slowly moved the lotus step, raised her hand and cast her feet, touching and euphemistic. On the independent shore, in the picture scroll in his eyes, the boy in white is a fairy dancing in awe, with mountains and rivers flowing.

Lonely and empty Jiangnan Jiangbei, dark brown bottom, blue mountains, thin twilight flowing in the mountains. who is it? Draw this endless mountain and quiet deep valley with spring water as ink and sparrow feather as pen. Waterfalls, rapids, boat pavilions and bridges, temple towers, Nomura fish market, exquisite painters and tough lines have all become fantastic spirits at this moment.

This spirit is the soul of mountains, water, wind and moon. They danced in the picture and sang softly on the stage. They twisted their waists, and they restored the bright colors in the picture; Restore the beauty of standing still, looking at the moon, dangerous peaks, lying stones, fortitude, weakness, classicism and awe.

All beauty conveys the love between nature and people, and this love is integrated into a huge picture. A stunning beauty, stunning Leng Yan, has hidden the vast rivers and mountains with green peaks in silk books for thousands of years.

The vast spring breeze brought peach blossoms and drizzle, and also brought a boat. The boy in white has walked alone for thousands of years, gazing quietly at the clear water of this river and the sails of the years supported by this time through the distance of time and space. There is no dusk, no sunrise, only a dazzling green and a thousand-year-old poetic rhyme, stuck in this long river and mountain.

The mountain is green, the lake is shining, and the spring breeze is the dancing soul of the mountain. Farther than the mountain is the towering sky, farther than the sky is the tide of time, and farther than time is this frozen picture.