light winter, plain ink. White horse, reed flowers. The eyebrows and eyes of a painting, a seasonal nostalgia. When the wind rises, it is light and enters the dream, and when the snow falls, it is lingering and becomes a poem.
residual lotus, smoke and water
light moon, cold pond
a touch of winter's clear rhyme
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wind and rain cannot cleanse the deep affection
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Water colors, mountain light
Suning glow is gentle
Trees swaying mercy
Broken pen and broken seals contain the sentimentality of autumn
Wild smoke and vines continue to write the slightly cool winter
Ancient trees, lantern smoke
Stream water, people
The breeze blows across the long dike
Play the ancient strings
Reeds swaying against the water
Telling distant stories
Blue sky, white clouds
Green walls, stone alley
Representing time Lei Ran
Condensing the agarwood of time
Freehand eternal concern
Witness the unchanging attachment
Returning the boat, the tired guest
Warm in the house, the lights yellow
Release who longs for
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Smilling as bright as stars
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Fresh breeze, fence
Bright moon, window
Simple scenery
Swaking the first memory
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is in the heart of the silent night
green tiles, white wall
red mud , stove
drop a paper simple and elegant sandalwood
condense a look of intoxicating fireworks
outside the world, inside the world
Forget the vicissitudes of the passing years
Wood door, Jingbao
Warm wine , Hot tea
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Simple is the most beautiful life
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Pure heart, nourishing ink
Winter rhyme, faint fragrance
Time twitches
Life elegance and calmness
Walking through the years of the golden se
Only wish to write the most beautiful blue and white
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