[Art Picture Language] 2023.05.06 Qingyan, Dusk and clear rain

Blue smoke, dusk rain, peach blossoms and tears, the sound of the roaring sound is broken. Staying in the spring can't stop melancholy, and the sky will be melancholy and heartbroken again. Cherishing the past and the past has fallen one after another, and I feel haggard at this time. Drinking in the rain along the river, the waves are floating in the water, which is even more desolate. .