Today, I thought of the four characters of ink rhyme and fragrance because I accidentally dropped ink from the tip of the pen and continued to paint. Therefore, I conceived the writing. Laughing and watching the swaying wind, drinking ink, drinking ink, and writing about the world of mortals. Ink drips from the tip of the pen, splashing waves on the paper, but rippling in my heart. Drawing the four gentlemen’s view, I smiled, this dirty paper into a painting, leads to a good section. Lift ink and drink yourself: drop ink without hurting yourself. It is true that everyone is drunk if he is not drunk, but he can be drunk if he is not drunk! On your side of black land, I don’t know how many literati were drunk. Because of your sighing, fighting with pen and gun, splashing ink at your desk in the midnight, drawing rivers and mountains. The ancients wrote and drank ink to sigh the autumn wind, and the tip of the pen was slightly relieved, which contained countless wonderful chapters; The beauty looked back at the light ink, and had a deep love. Sad and beautiful, all spread and grow in the ink. Now, it pops up from the fingertips, and the heart flowers pop up. In the quiet night, it blooms in the screen with the sound rhythm. I can’t help sighing: The finger keys fly between the ink screen and the mellow teeth leave a long smell. Mellow rhyme you sound well and stand, stand out your pride, show your charm, walk out of your natural and unrestrained, dance out your noble and clean. Isn’t it the charm of the four gentlemen? You are like Mei: cut the snow and cut the ice, clear the muscles and be proud, just like the lonely and lofty feelings of literati, surrounded by the white snow, pure and elegant, flowing out of the dust, thin shadow and dark fragrance. You are like Blue: Empty Valley Orchid, lonely and self-admiring like a gentle woman, plain but not vulgar, ordinary but not cheap, straight and elegant but simple, quiet and fragrant rich and pure. You are like a bamboo: Sifting the wind and making the moon, the high wind and strength are like the wise man’s posture, modesty, Ling Yun, elegant and refined. Clear in the outside, elegant in the heart. You are like a chrysanthemum: If you are on your own, you will be like an ambassador who can distinguish right from wrong. You will be proud of the frost in the wind, and you will be elegant and clean. In the chaos of the world of mortals, you can really express your beauty and nobility by being simple, Frank, and gentle! Fade out your freshness and elegance! It shows your essence and charm. Self-floating you motioned that since the west wind passed by, it reminded me of the delicate, soft, smooth moving and rich colors and flowing beauty. My heart floated with you: I saw the flying season when I walked across the mountains and seas, the jungle and streams; I saw the whispers of the swallow sweeping the willow forest; I saw the lotus pond swaying by the wind, I saw the beauty of butterfly dance flowers, the snowflakes flying all over the sky, and the memories, dreams, reality and home, floating into your heart and looking up at your various marvellous manes and the gentle charm, which makes people blurred, chasing and reverie the floating beauty. Stick ink, read rhyme, release yourself, walk with ink, enter the country and fly. Drunk incense you bring a touch of Zen, burning a column of incense, intoxicating. Drunk in your fragrance: light, shallow, secluded, quiet, beautiful, sweet moved to taste the vicissitudes of life. I closed my eyes and sucked lightly. I smelt the breath of love and the fragrance of soul, all of which perched here. Absorbed in the heavy color of the past ink drinkers, in the tranquil beauty of mellow charm, naturally floating in the touch, also leave a touch of incense, lay a plain note, here, you can drink alcohol and get drunk gently at your fingertips. The ink charm is fragrant and the aftertaste is long!

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