[Art and Pictures] 2024.03.01 Poem of Narcissus

Bingxian's writing of resentment is more sentimental, and the poet's hatred is in vain. Spring is far away, who appreciates the national fragrance and flavor. We will be together, and we will be friends in the cold years. The small window is clean and the smoke is deep in the green mantle. In the dreamy sleep, clear dew trickles, in the shadow of a lamp. .