Jujie "Xingshu Poetry"
Ju Jie, a Ming Dynasty calligrapher and painter, these six frames are poems written for friends. As a disciple of Wen Zhengming, Jujie calligraphy has a strong Wen Zhengming style. Pingzheng wanhe, clean and elegant, fine dot painting, gentle and beautiful, steady and old, strict and vivid.
[1] On the night of October 13, the sick snow banana hall has a nostalgia, and the reason for the text is sent. Don't go to the music book to stagnate in a township, Sijun helplessly thinks. The qinkong recommended the stone void bright moon, and the sword came out of the sac to whisk light frost. Lying sick is afraid
[2] Falling mo, through the autumn bamboo tree to desolation. Qingguang Baili remembered each other, and broke into the west wind to hate the night long. Fourteen reports on Lake Wai. The slight chanting of the embrace is not successful, and the bones of the disease are afraid
[3] Chills. The empty pity black magpie flew three turns, and listened to the silver false report two more. Chibi Isu returns to Crane Dream, and Bai Ping Chau goes to the Cold Order Alliance. When to carry the wine heavy, Maundy to see the mountain and the moon. Fifteen nights with feeling.
[4] Guo Suomao Chai flavor Jia, savage age late life. During the illness, he held the hand of the anchovy for a long time, and the pestle hat flower would be under the fence. Bamboo shadows are full of curtains and empty moons, and the sound of looseness is from a poor home. Jiangnan October (Huxiang) line amusement, lonely trip
[5] Travel to the age of Hua. Books under the lights. A sick face is overwhelmed, and he wants to eliminate the sullen and forced to cut poetry. Bo Yunge rained cold, hungry birds into the forest into the newspaper. Elk are from the wild
[6] Sex, the smoke of the end of the proud mountain posture. Under the green light of Xiao Xiao's sideburns, I know the emotions at this time. On the text, Wen's eldest brother taught the right.
[7] On the night of October 13, the sick snow banana hall has a nostalgia, and the reason for the text is sent. Don't go to the music book to stagnate in a township, Sijun helplessly thinks. The qinkong recommended the stone void bright moon, and the sword came out of the sac to whisk light frost. Lying sick feelings are afraid of falling into mo, through the autumn bamboo tree to desolate themselves. Qingguang Baili remembered each other, and broke into the west wind to hate the night long. Fourteen reports on Lake Wai. The slight chanting of the hug was not successful, and the bones of the sick were afraid of cold. The empty pity black magpie flew three turns, and listened to the silver false report two more. Chibi Isu returns to Crane Dream, and Bai Ping Chau goes to the Cold Order Alliance. When to carry the wine heavy, Maundy to see the mountain and the moon. Fifteen nights with feeling. Guo SuoMao Chai flavor Jia, savage years late life. During the illness, he held the hand of the anchovy for a long time, and the pestle hat flower would be under the fence. Bamboo shadows are full of curtains and empty moons, and the sound of looseness is from a poor home. Jiangnan October (Huxiang) to play, lonely travel to cherish the years. Books under the lights. A sick face is overwhelmed, and he wants to eliminate the sullen and forced to cut poetry. Bo Yunge rained cold, hungry birds into the forest into the newspaper. Elk is wild from the wild, and the smoke is proud of the mountain. Under the green light of Xiao Xiao's sideburns, I know the emotions at this time. On the text, Wen's eldest brother taught the right.