<h1 class="pgc-h-center-line" > Feng Zikai</h1>
Feng Zikai (1898-1975), formerly known as Fengrun, also known as Ren and Still, zi qi, later changed to Zi Kai, tang number Yuanyuantang, born in Shimen Bay, Chongde County, Zhejiang Province (now Shimen Bay, Shimen Town, Tongxiang City, Jiaxing City, Zhejiang Province), a famous Chinese calligrapher, painter, writer, essayist, translator, known as "the most artistic artist in modern China" and "the originator of modern Chinese comics".
Borrowed from the wall double butterfly, ChunGuang is now in Ah Who's house
Good is to come late in the incense rain, bear the kiss to send the Qiluo people.
The grass cup and plate offered laughter, and Wang Xietang's previous words were ordinary.
Staggering toward the pulpit, chanting the bucket loudly.
I did it for the same time, and now it happens in vain.
Fold the lotus flower and forget it, and empty the lotus leaf cover.
Severe frost and scorching sun passed, and the second spring wind reached the grass hut.
The willows are green and the lotus flowers are red at sunset.
Thirty-six slopes of spring water, white heads meet Jiangnan.
Yi Yi, the woman of the weeping hair village, said that the swallows are nesting again this morning.
Selling for money today, I went out on the street to buy shoulders.
The grass fire burned incense all over the house, and it had not yet been drooled.
The current wind comes from the east, and the northwest bead curtain can be hooked.
The flying swallows want to make a nest, and the spring light comes to my house first.
The east side of the gallery has green windows to the west, smelling grass and flowers and playing hide-and-seek.
Ken drank opposite his neighbor and called out the rest of the cup from the fence.
Put wine to celebrate the old age, drunk and fall concubines and Weng.
Lamentable ignorance of oneself, Gao Yang is a drunkard.
After the people dispersed, a crescent moon was like water.
Paint the night performance of Yuntian, and the men and women of the village are in charge.
The children did not provide for cultivation and weaving, and they also learned to plant melons in the shade.
Jiang Chun refused to stay with the travelers, and the grass was green and sent to the horses' hooves.
Hedgerow plums first sprouted, and a branch was gently folded.
The poor heart is not dead, especially open to the gall bottle.
Falling red is not a merciless thing, and it is more protective of flowers when turned into spring mud.
West pineapple jujube garden, children steal long poles.
Mo sent the others away in shock, and the old man sat idly by.