墨香盈室意绵长。
心随字走笔端舞,
一纸丹青写春光。
With a light touch of the pen, characters flow like a painting; the fragrance of ink fills the room, its meaning lingering.
The heart follows the words, the brush dances; a single sheet of paper captures the beauty of spring.
墨香盈室意绵长。
心随字走笔端舞,
一纸丹青写春光。
With a light touch of the pen, characters flow like a painting; the fragrance of ink fills the room, its meaning lingering.
The heart follows the words, the brush dances; a single sheet of paper captures the beauty of spring.