Caliigraphy & painting
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中 国 书 法
An Autumn Night in the Mountain Wang Wei
Ballad of Plucking Lotus Her silken skirt is green as lotus leaves; Her cheek blushes as pink as lotus petals. I lose her shadow in the lotus pond, Before I hear a song by her sweet sound.
See how the Yellow River's waters move out of heaven. Entering the ocean, never to return. See how lovely locks in bright mirrors in high chambers, Though silken-black at morning, have changed by night to snow.
...Oh, let a man of spirit venture where he pleases
Spin a thousand pieces of silver, all of them come back!
And never tip his golden cup empty toward the moon!
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, whet the appetite,
Since heaven gave the talent, let it be employed!
And make me, of three hundred bowls, one long drink!
...To the old master, Cen, And the young scholar, Danqiu, Bring in the wine! Let your cups never rest! Let me sing you a song! Let your ears attend!
No doubt they are concerned before anyone else and enjoy themselves only after everyone else finds enjoyment.
Stop lying to yourself, choose what you really want to choose.
If you want to understand today, you have to search yersterday.
Marina Yang / Painting / watercolor / colored pencil / pen-and-ink illustration
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