[Art Picture Language] 2023.07.15 Wangjiang Nanli

Spring is not yet old, the wind is soft and the willows are slanting. If you try to look up from the transcendental platform, you will see half a ditch of spring water and a city full of flowers, and thousands of homes are covered with mist and rain. After a cold meal, I woke up and sighed. Stop thinking about your old friends and your homeland, and try new tea with new fires. Poetry and wine take advantage of your youth. .