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Lin Sanzhi's 24-year-old Xiao Kai is too cattle!

Lin Sanzhi's 24-year-old Xiao Kai is too cattle!

Lin Sanzhi's "Four Hours of Reading Music poems"

27×17.5cm on paper, 1921

Ma On Shan Lin San's Art Collection

Lin Sanzhi's "Four Hours of Reading And Poetry Copy" is a small paper copy written by Lin Sanzhi when he was 24 years old, and is now in the Art Museum of Lin Sanzhi in Ma'anshan, Anhui. As we all know, it is his cursive writing that has achieved great success and made it "worshipped" by countless people. This work, the text of which is small letters, is inscriptive. Regardless of grass or kai, Lin Sanzhi is absolutely in the same vein in line kung fu!

Lin Sanzhi's book "Four Hours of Reading Music poems"

Lin Sanzhi's 24-year-old Xiao Kai is too cattle!

The mountain light illuminates the sills and the waters around the corridor, and the dancing goose returns to the spring breeze.

Good birds branches are also friends, falling flowers and water surfaces are articles. The only way to live is to read well. The joy of reading is like the grass in front of the green window.

Lin Sanzhi's 24-year-old Xiao Kai is too cattle!

Hsinchu pressed eaves mulberry around, Xiao Zhai you open Zhu Xi.

The long days chanted the cicadas to the trees, and the embers fell into the shadows in the middle of the night. The north window is high and lying on the emperor,Only the factor is interesting in reading. The joy of reading is endless, and the Yaoqin comes to smoke the wind.

Lin Sanzhi's 24-year-old Xiao Kai is too cattle!

Last night there was a sound in the front leaves of the court, and the hedge bean blossoms were crickets.

I don't feel that the business intention is full of forest thinness, and Xiao Ranwan is vague and clear. Near the bed depends on the short pot, tend (right) this reading work is more double. The joy of reading is pottery, and the bright moon frost is high.

Lin Sanzhi's 24-year-old Xiao Kai is too cattle!

The wood fell into the water and withered away, and I saw Zhenwu. Sit on the wall of wei weaving lights, singing the night half snow pressure. The earth stove cooks the spring and is called a reader. Where to find the joy of reading, count the plum blossoms in the heart of heaven and earth.

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