[Art Picture Language] 2023.07.08 Mu Pingting Qiu Da Da –

On the lake, I was writing poems with Zhang Xian. I heard that it was raining and it was beginning to clear up at Fenghuang Mountain while playing the zither. The water was clear and the wind was clear, and the sunset was bright. A hibiscus bloomed gracefully. A pair of egrets flew from nowhere, admiring Pingting if you wanted to. .