[Art Picture Language] 2023.04.26 Qiu Huai Xiaojin

The cool leaves rustle away the sound of rain, and the pitter-patter of the empty hall covers the clear frost. Huang Hua made an appointment with the west wind, and his gray hair first came from distant visitors. It's more bitter in autumn, like a waiting insect, and dreams and cold magpies are often frightened at night. When is Shiling Guanshan Road? When I look at the mountain, my eyes are temporarily clear. .