This room is not too big, but its elegant and elegant layout fully demonstrates the owner's kindness and orchidiness of this room
From the purple bamboo on the roof to the mantle under the feet, all of them are made of the best texture, but they are less luxurious and more simplistic, and the colors are also less gorgeous. Instead, they are three-point elegance, two-point noble and one-point refined. Although they are extremely gorgeous, they do not have a sense of vulgarity and extravagance.
The corner of the wall, a few incense burners were raising smoke, and the fragrance of musk filled the whole room.
On the surrounding bamboo walls, there are several calligraphy and paintings, strokes, strokes, strokes, and timeless artistic conception, making every visitor feel as if he is possessed and deeply obsessed.
Those who were attracted by Su Zhiyu and invited to Wanyun Pavilion were all famous scholars. They were naturally famous scholars in their careers and understood the skills contained therein.
The painting in the middle is particularly eye-catching. This painting is a golden screen strip, with two bright red peonies painted on a brilliant golden background. There is a white peony next to the red peony. The flower posture is straight and side, the stem is dotted with leaves and hooks, and the lower end is accompanied by rocks. A cluster of blooming daffodils behind the stone is white and quiet, and it is spotless.
The sparse and dense flowers on the stems, either up or down, or forward or reverse, present various postures
Peony has always been a symbol of wealth and honor, while daffodils are synonymous with nobility. Those who want to paint use this to describe themselves. Although it comes from a wealthy family, they can keep themselves clean and not be as luxurious as possible.
Relative in silence, without any power or profit, forget about both movements, and be transcendent beyond dirt
This painting has a profound charm, and the strokes and strokes fall just right, showing the owner's unique ingenuity
The master took it mysteriously in the middle hall, which was also his peak work, so he was proud of it
Yàn Huitian stood under this painting with his hands behind his back and admired it for a long time. He naturally understood the charm of this painting. However, he had another feeling of being inexplicably illuminated but not knowing why. He said for a while: What do you think of this painting?
The right layout left a shadow in his heart
This painting is a top choice, both in terms of painting skills, artistic conception and style. It is impeccable and can be regarded as a masterpiece of the generation.
I frowned slightly, and I also had the same doubts as Yàn Huitian. A perfect painting, why did I feel strange again?
I couldn't help but stare at the white piece in the painting
YànReturn to the sky and hear it without comment
A hint of loss flashed across Su Zhiyu's face. She has always believed that this painting was her most proud masterpiece from the beginning. During this period, she devoted countless efforts. When she completed this painting, she felt relieved. Even she couldn't help but lit up. Every detail she carefully considered was so perfect.
But after looking at it for a long time, she felt a little regretful. Although she didn't know where there were loopholes, as a national instinctive intuition, as the time went by, she felt more and more sincerely. This painting was not as perfect as she imagined. She clearly understood that she had missed a very important detail.
She used this painting as a mysterious middle hall. On the one hand, although it made her proud of this painting, but on the other hand, it was not just that she hoped to meet a soulmate and find the flaws in her painting. She often invited scholars and scholars to come upstairs, and everyone did this.
But unfortunately, so far, this painting has been quietly lying here for nearly three years, and it has attracted endless praise. She has long been numb to these praises. Her heart for perfection is becoming more and more urgent and farther away. She originally thought that the knowledgeable Yàn can untie her heart for herself, but it seems that today is finally disappointed again
I carefully tasted the atmosphere and nobility that overflowed from the paper, as if there was a strange attraction, which made people unable to help but be close but could not bear to blasphemy. I couldn't help but close my eyes gently and accept the call of the painting spirit.
This is a world covered with ice and snow. The pure whiteness is not at all variegated. The lake in front of me condenses a thick layer of ice. A jade pillar more than ten meters high in the distance cannot be seen from the outside that it is a pines for a moment. The white snowflakes have covered every inch of its body's skin.
Apart from the endless snowy sky, there is only deathly silence, and there is no living creature. I couldn't help but tremble. What kind of world is this!
Xixi, Yan'er, maybe they are so lonely in heaven, their only figures seem to be right in front of me, I trembled and ran towards them madly
Suddenly, my eyes changed, and under a straight cliff, a thin pine and cypress appeared under a hole as big as a fist. In this extremely cold world, the small gap gave it some space to survive. The slightly convex cliff blocked the wind and cold for it and covered the ice frost.
An inconspicuous life is so dazzling in this world, because it is the only vital breath of life in this world
But I was already in tears at this moment
Maybe Xixi, Yan'er is here, so I can't make them feel lonely
Opening your eyes, looking at the beautiful peonies and daffodils in front of you, you find that the helplessness and loneliness reflected in their arrogant figures, and you can't help but suddenly realize
The flowers are full of beauty, but the weak body seems too lonely, and the gorgeous blooming buds also lack vitality and vitality
In a blink of an eye, I suddenly discovered the faint feeling of loss that flashed by this beautiful beauty. In my heart, I wonder what kind of thoughts this beautiful beauty hides under her glory?
Is it like the peony and daffodils in the painting?
Then what made her so weak?
Another beautiful face appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a lot of pain in my heart. I quickly stepped forward and took down the painting.
Yan'er! Her life has become a thing of the past. Even if I have the power to reach the sky, I can't return to the sky.
But I will never let the same story be staged again, just like Yan'er, carry a heavy burden, even leaving only a wisp of beautiful soul.
YànReturn to Heaven, Hua Tianxiang, Hua Jieyu has not stopped it from the beginning
Yàn Yingtian saw what he wanted in my eyes
Hua Tianxiang is because I am her husband, and I am her god. Of course, she, a wife, has to support everything I have to support me.
I have been by my side for a long time, and Hua Jieyu deeply understood that this man, who is much younger than me, will definitely not be aimless in doing things.
Su Zhiyu's heart trembled, and his sudden change of momentum became taller in her heart. She had no disgust for the man she had just met, but she could not be regarded as respectful. There were only a few people in this world who deserved her respect for Su Zhiyu.
She had a strong premonition that her long-cherished wish would end tonight
She turned around and brought out the four treasures of the study.
Zhiyu is accented ink for the young master
She gently twisted the sleeve of her right hand with her left hand, and the flawless jade hand suddenly showed a whiteness that was as bright as the snow, crystal clear as it was. The snow-white skin seemed to flow with a luster. The shady skin made anyone feel pity for fear that her rudeness would destroy the perfection.
As the jade hand swayed, her bright beautiful eyes swept across my pen from time to time. Her uneasy expression seemed to be a lover who was about to meet again, as shy, as expected, as uneasy.
I dredged the tip of the pen on the inkstone, looked at her pretty face, and said: Is Zhiyu afraid that blowing snow will disappoint you?
Su Zhiyu smiled sweetly, her eyes circulated, as if she had left all her previous uneasiness behind her, and whispered: Zhiyu believes in the young master
I smiled faintly, waved my hand, and in an instant, I scattered my brush on the painting like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, I also placed the brush on the inkstone.
The picture of peony daffodils is still shown in front of everyone. There are a few small buds that are about to bloom between the two proudly blooming peonies.
With just a few strokes, the bud has already appeared on the paper, and the picture suddenly has a little more novelty and vitality, and the artistic conception of the entire picture has also been completely renewed.
Su Zhiyu's beautiful eyes were full of colorful eyes, and the jade hand holding the scroll was trembling slightly, and tears were already lit in the phoenix eyes.
Three years have passed, and the question that has been hovering in her heart has finally been answered.
Su Zhiyu calmed down for a while. She had never seen her before. She had always been at ease and had a decent manner. She bent her waist slightly and bowed. Thank you for your kindness. If the young master refused to give up, before Zhiyu finished speaking, Hua Jieyu helped her up and said with a smile: Sister Su, don't promise her. With the young master's character Xiang Xiyu, she would probably not refuse. By then, my sister was just a false statement. Wouldn't she betray my son and make me lose money for nothing?
YànXingtian heard Hua Jieyu's words and almost couldn't help but spray out the tea he had just drunk. This little girl has such a powerful mouth. Even Su Zhiyu didn't miss any chance, as if she was avenging her son's revenge.
But Hua Tianxiang suddenly felt something, and her eyes staring at Su Zhiyu became more alert. She gently threw herself into my arms, and her eyes showed deep affection.
I couldn't help but moan powerlessly, God, what kind of world is this!
But the only thing I can do is keep silent
Yàn Huitian widened his eyes. Although he had known before that Hua Tianxiang had a husband, he never thought that that person was me!
Suddenly, a noisy sound came from outside
Mr. Wei, you can't go in. The lady has given instructions. There are already guests today.
An anxious voice with a hint of eagerness
Let me break in. I want to see what that bitch is so outstanding. I can even stand up as a chastity archway.
The men of the people were thunderous
From the purple bamboo on the roof to the mantle under the feet, all of them are made of the best texture, but they are less luxurious and more simplistic, and the colors are also less gorgeous. Instead, they are three-point elegance, two-point noble and one-point refined. Although they are extremely gorgeous, they do not have a sense of vulgarity and extravagance.
The corner of the wall, a few incense burners were raising smoke, and the fragrance of musk filled the whole room.
On the surrounding bamboo walls, there are several calligraphy and paintings, strokes, strokes, strokes, and timeless artistic conception, making every visitor feel as if he is possessed and deeply obsessed.
Those who were attracted by Su Zhiyu and invited to Wanyun Pavilion were all famous scholars. They were naturally famous scholars in their careers and understood the skills contained therein.
The painting in the middle is particularly eye-catching. This painting is a golden screen strip, with two bright red peonies painted on a brilliant golden background. There is a white peony next to the red peony. The flower posture is straight and side, the stem is dotted with leaves and hooks, and the lower end is accompanied by rocks. A cluster of blooming daffodils behind the stone is white and quiet, and it is spotless.
The sparse and dense flowers on the stems, either up or down, or forward or reverse, present various postures
Peony has always been a symbol of wealth and honor, while daffodils are synonymous with nobility. Those who want to paint use this to describe themselves. Although it comes from a wealthy family, they can keep themselves clean and not be as luxurious as possible.
Relative in silence, without any power or profit, forget about both movements, and be transcendent beyond dirt
This painting has a profound charm, and the strokes and strokes fall just right, showing the owner's unique ingenuity
The master took it mysteriously in the middle hall, which was also his peak work, so he was proud of it
Yàn Huitian stood under this painting with his hands behind his back and admired it for a long time. He naturally understood the charm of this painting. However, he had another feeling of being inexplicably illuminated but not knowing why. He said for a while: What do you think of this painting?
The right layout left a shadow in his heart
This painting is a top choice, both in terms of painting skills, artistic conception and style. It is impeccable and can be regarded as a masterpiece of the generation.
I frowned slightly, and I also had the same doubts as Yàn Huitian. A perfect painting, why did I feel strange again?
I couldn't help but stare at the white piece in the painting
YànReturn to the sky and hear it without comment
A hint of loss flashed across Su Zhiyu's face. She has always believed that this painting was her most proud masterpiece from the beginning. During this period, she devoted countless efforts. When she completed this painting, she felt relieved. Even she couldn't help but lit up. Every detail she carefully considered was so perfect.
But after looking at it for a long time, she felt a little regretful. Although she didn't know where there were loopholes, as a national instinctive intuition, as the time went by, she felt more and more sincerely. This painting was not as perfect as she imagined. She clearly understood that she had missed a very important detail.
She used this painting as a mysterious middle hall. On the one hand, although it made her proud of this painting, but on the other hand, it was not just that she hoped to meet a soulmate and find the flaws in her painting. She often invited scholars and scholars to come upstairs, and everyone did this.
But unfortunately, so far, this painting has been quietly lying here for nearly three years, and it has attracted endless praise. She has long been numb to these praises. Her heart for perfection is becoming more and more urgent and farther away. She originally thought that the knowledgeable Yàn can untie her heart for herself, but it seems that today is finally disappointed again
I carefully tasted the atmosphere and nobility that overflowed from the paper, as if there was a strange attraction, which made people unable to help but be close but could not bear to blasphemy. I couldn't help but close my eyes gently and accept the call of the painting spirit.
This is a world covered with ice and snow. The pure whiteness is not at all variegated. The lake in front of me condenses a thick layer of ice. A jade pillar more than ten meters high in the distance cannot be seen from the outside that it is a pines for a moment. The white snowflakes have covered every inch of its body's skin.
Apart from the endless snowy sky, there is only deathly silence, and there is no living creature. I couldn't help but tremble. What kind of world is this!
Xixi, Yan'er, maybe they are so lonely in heaven, their only figures seem to be right in front of me, I trembled and ran towards them madly
Suddenly, my eyes changed, and under a straight cliff, a thin pine and cypress appeared under a hole as big as a fist. In this extremely cold world, the small gap gave it some space to survive. The slightly convex cliff blocked the wind and cold for it and covered the ice frost.
An inconspicuous life is so dazzling in this world, because it is the only vital breath of life in this world
But I was already in tears at this moment
Maybe Xixi, Yan'er is here, so I can't make them feel lonely
Opening your eyes, looking at the beautiful peonies and daffodils in front of you, you find that the helplessness and loneliness reflected in their arrogant figures, and you can't help but suddenly realize
The flowers are full of beauty, but the weak body seems too lonely, and the gorgeous blooming buds also lack vitality and vitality
In a blink of an eye, I suddenly discovered the faint feeling of loss that flashed by this beautiful beauty. In my heart, I wonder what kind of thoughts this beautiful beauty hides under her glory?
Is it like the peony and daffodils in the painting?
Then what made her so weak?
Another beautiful face appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but feel a lot of pain in my heart. I quickly stepped forward and took down the painting.
Yan'er! Her life has become a thing of the past. Even if I have the power to reach the sky, I can't return to the sky.
But I will never let the same story be staged again, just like Yan'er, carry a heavy burden, even leaving only a wisp of beautiful soul.
YànReturn to Heaven, Hua Tianxiang, Hua Jieyu has not stopped it from the beginning
Yàn Yingtian saw what he wanted in my eyes
Hua Tianxiang is because I am her husband, and I am her god. Of course, she, a wife, has to support everything I have to support me.
I have been by my side for a long time, and Hua Jieyu deeply understood that this man, who is much younger than me, will definitely not be aimless in doing things.
Su Zhiyu's heart trembled, and his sudden change of momentum became taller in her heart. She had no disgust for the man she had just met, but she could not be regarded as respectful. There were only a few people in this world who deserved her respect for Su Zhiyu.
She had a strong premonition that her long-cherished wish would end tonight
She turned around and brought out the four treasures of the study.
Zhiyu is accented ink for the young master
She gently twisted the sleeve of her right hand with her left hand, and the flawless jade hand suddenly showed a whiteness that was as bright as the snow, crystal clear as it was. The snow-white skin seemed to flow with a luster. The shady skin made anyone feel pity for fear that her rudeness would destroy the perfection.
As the jade hand swayed, her bright beautiful eyes swept across my pen from time to time. Her uneasy expression seemed to be a lover who was about to meet again, as shy, as expected, as uneasy.
I dredged the tip of the pen on the inkstone, looked at her pretty face, and said: Is Zhiyu afraid that blowing snow will disappoint you?
Su Zhiyu smiled sweetly, her eyes circulated, as if she had left all her previous uneasiness behind her, and whispered: Zhiyu believes in the young master
I smiled faintly, waved my hand, and in an instant, I scattered my brush on the painting like flowing water, and in a blink of an eye, I also placed the brush on the inkstone.
The picture of peony daffodils is still shown in front of everyone. There are a few small buds that are about to bloom between the two proudly blooming peonies.
With just a few strokes, the bud has already appeared on the paper, and the picture suddenly has a little more novelty and vitality, and the artistic conception of the entire picture has also been completely renewed.
Su Zhiyu's beautiful eyes were full of colorful eyes, and the jade hand holding the scroll was trembling slightly, and tears were already lit in the phoenix eyes.
Three years have passed, and the question that has been hovering in her heart has finally been answered.
Su Zhiyu calmed down for a while. She had never seen her before. She had always been at ease and had a decent manner. She bent her waist slightly and bowed. Thank you for your kindness. If the young master refused to give up, before Zhiyu finished speaking, Hua Jieyu helped her up and said with a smile: Sister Su, don't promise her. With the young master's character Xiang Xiyu, she would probably not refuse. By then, my sister was just a false statement. Wouldn't she betray my son and make me lose money for nothing?
YànXingtian heard Hua Jieyu's words and almost couldn't help but spray out the tea he had just drunk. This little girl has such a powerful mouth. Even Su Zhiyu didn't miss any chance, as if she was avenging her son's revenge.
But Hua Tianxiang suddenly felt something, and her eyes staring at Su Zhiyu became more alert. She gently threw herself into my arms, and her eyes showed deep affection.
I couldn't help but moan powerlessly, God, what kind of world is this!
But the only thing I can do is keep silent
Yàn Huitian widened his eyes. Although he had known before that Hua Tianxiang had a husband, he never thought that that person was me!
Suddenly, a noisy sound came from outside
Mr. Wei, you can't go in. The lady has given instructions. There are already guests today.
An anxious voice with a hint of eagerness
Let me break in. I want to see what that bitch is so outstanding. I can even stand up as a chastity archway.
The men of the people were thunderous
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