Brother: when rising from the dream, I was in the back of a dream
Can't hear his voice, and that I intentionally shut the noise of the earth
Idle listening to music, let the heart strings far in the wind
Drinking, drinking the wind, the dream that they should drink; and to see the grass varied little flower,
The pen for you, for you picture. Thrush for you.
Cloud light wind. Between the side of the wind, I hand palmprint
Deep time, ink rendering, with the attitude of a coveted
Green tea, he would fly away, and the rapid expanding of zen, light said
Half Jiang Liushui, with the east wind, at the moment with my lazy lazy, I smile with a smile
Alone, not lonely reasons, find season charm,
You are in, complaint or regret
You're not, blurred, or gloomy, shining a read - hey hey!