Four feet apart from the antique raw paper copy of Tang Liu Yunxuan's "Que Title": The road is exhausted by white clouds, and spring and Qingxi are long. From time to time, there are falling flowers, far away with the fragrance of running water. Idle door to the mountain road, deep willow reading hall. Shadow everything
author：Xinyun is idle alone
Four feet apart from antique raw paper copied Tang Liu Xuan's "Que Title":
The road ends with white clouds, and spring and green streams grow.
From time to time, there are falling flowers, far away with the fragrance of running water.
Idle door to the mountain road, deep willow reading hall.
Reflecting every day, the light shines on the clothes.
Four feet apart from the antique raw paper copy of Tang Liu Yunxuan's "Que Title": The road is exhausted by white clouds, and spring and Qingxi are long. From time to time, there are falling flowers, far away with the fragrance of running water. Idle door to the mountain road, deep willow reading hall. Shadow everything
Four feet apart from the antique raw paper copy of Tang Liu Yunxuan's "Que Title": The road is exhausted by white clouds, and spring and Qingxi are long. From time to time, there are falling flowers, far away with the fragrance of running water. Idle door to the mountain road, deep willow reading hall. Shadow everything
Four feet apart from the antique raw paper copy of Tang Liu Yunxuan's "Que Title": The road is exhausted by white clouds, and spring and Qingxi are long. From time to time, there are falling flowers, far away with the fragrance of running water. Idle door to the mountain road, deep willow reading hall. Shadow everything
