God ink from the Wonderful, thin bamboo dry pine write moonlight. Dreaming slanting windows in the East, sent shock strange night cream sticks. Generate a fillip bad, I realized that the early creation nothing. Non-Sushi artist since ancient times, magic and poetry from the same want to implement. Long sleep lay the poet, can fly Longchi Perak. Though not for the Dan-jun hand, knowledge workers are also grouped poems pull the eye. Long sleep is the key of thousands of Si, not just painting and painting meat bone. But for Shaoling with poetry, or self and the king of twist bald pen. Southeast Landscape phase hello, Vientiane, in my Mani beads. Casual friends do the painting, almost alone with the long sword back.