[Art Picture Language] 2021.09.15 Poetry Eyes Tired the End of the World Triple Son

The rise and fall of the eternal dream of prosperity, the eyes of poetry are tired of the horizon. The arbor in the Confucian forest, the grass in the Wu Palace, and the jackdaw in the Chu Temple. Several thatched huts, with thousands of volumes of books, were cast in the old village homes. What's going on in the mountains? Songhua wine, spring water sencha.