Zhao Lifan
He is the 4th director of the Chinese Calligraphers Association and the former deputy editor-in-chief of CCTV
Commentary:
To friends, Zhao Lifan
Sit idly in the sunset evening court. The window is quiet, and the birds breathe lightly.
Look at the sky mirror in the distance, hook the moon and the stars. Show paper to grind ink, dip pen into love.
How many things suddenly surged into the chest, the smile red dust was endless, and the mixed feelings were everywhere.
At this time, people are speechless, endless, thinking, and cloudy.
Play a thousand autumn kites, play a thousand strings of songs.
A cup of fragrant tea who pours, rare Jiazhen, suspected to be an illusion.
Faint cloud peaks, rivers near and far, like water without a trace of flowing dreams.
Night stars and sky wind. Confused thoughts, beautiful shadows.
Let the heavens and the earth, leisurely inch grass heart.
A spring love, a spring dream, a spring fangfei.
Looking back on the past, delicate flowers are fragile, new willows are difficult to grow, sad and speechless, and time flies.
Entangled, the spring tide is misty, and more talents frown in vain, and the name is empty.
Do not hesitate, with great ambition, when writing ten thousand worlds of heroic talents, Zhengrong years thick, cast meritorious names.
Sword Lake fluctuates in a thousand acres, how many things, it is difficult to see the end of the world, splashing water and regretting ink have met.
Yo-yo, writing the hymn of the times, asked Lan Ting.
In 2017, Ding Youchunyue was born in Wusongju, Beijing