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Die Hua Lian calligraphy running script
Pawn, epigraph name, from Tang Qu. Divided into two words, * * * 60 words, generally used to fill in sentimental and sentimental content. Since the Song Dynasty, there have been many beautiful poems with the inscription "Dead Hua Lian", such as "Dead Hua Lian" by Liu Yong, Su Shi, Yan Shu and others in the Song Dynasty, which have become enduring swan songs. What I want to bring you next is Liang Zhu's calligraphy running script. I hope you like it.

Feng Yansi dielianhua

Where has he gone like a cloud these days? Forget to come back, spring will never end.

A hundred flowers and a hundred flowers cold food road, whose tree is the car tied to?

Who is he and his horse? Tears on the first floor constantly soliloquize, double swallow, can you meet him on the road?

Chaos and spring sorrow are like catkins, dreaming where to find him?

Liu Yong is in love with flowers? In the breeze, I leaned against the railing of the tower alone.

Waiting for (Zhu) to lean on (easily) in a dangerous building, the wind is thin, looking forward to spring sorrow, and the sky is dark.

In the afterglow of grass, no one can rely on orchid without words.

Quasi (nǐ) drunk on Shu, when drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless.

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

Su Shi loves flowers? The autumn wind last night seemed to come from my hometown thousands of miles away.

The autumn wind last night seemed to come from my hometown thousands of miles away. The moon climbed into the sleeping tent, and the air conditioner penetrated the man's sleeve.

I am in a strange country, and I can't sleep under a quilt. I can't stand the sound of the water clock, the sound of the long night.

Detention (j:ι) did not return to the plan. Waking up in a dream is sad, and waking up is a tearful acacia.

My clothes are loose, for nothing else. Just for the new letter, but added a lot of haggard.

Recently in love? Flowers fade, red and green apricots are small.

Flowers wither and red apricots are small. Swallows fly, green water people go around.

There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.

Swing inside and outside the wall. The layman in the wall, the beauty in the wall laughs.

Laughter dies in silence, but passion is mercilessly annoyed.

Recently in love? Butterfly lazy warbler is careless in spring.

Butterfly lazy warbler has no intention (y not y ū ng) for most of the spring. Flowers fall with the wind, and the yard is red.

I didn't wake up in the afternoon and didn't roll the curtains at dusk.

The clouds are loose and the eyebrows are shallow. Always worried about the media, who will sue for entertainment.

If you don't believe this situation, it is difficult to travel. Huayang still has an east wind pipe.

Recently in love? Farewell to Li Gongze in late spring.

There is no wind in rustling flowers, lonely gardens, and old willows and cherries.

The setting sun is still affectionate, and the mountains and clouds are broken.

At the end of the road, the river turns back thousands of miles, the fishing village is tied, and the moon is dark and lonely.

With the help of flying souls, I think of you and you think of me.

Recently in love? Mizhou shangyuan

Qiantang lantern for three to five nights. The bright moon is like frost, and people are picturesque. At the bottom of the account, blowing sheng spits musk deer and follows the horse without dust.

Lonely mountain people are old! Playing drums and flute, new to the farming and mulberry society. The cold light of the fire reveals thin frost, and the wild clouds fall.

Recently in love? Rain, rain, menstruation and fire

The rain is thin and the fire is splashing. The swing in the alley is still unclear. Apricot buds are fragrant and broken. Pink and faded white rouge.

Bitterness is frustrated by emotion. Sick and tired, as muddy as a year. Around the cloister, sitting alone. Moon cage cloud dark heavy door lock.

Liang Zhu's calligraphy appreciation;

Die Hua Lian calligraphy running script 1

DieHua Lian's calligraphy and running script II

Die Hua Lian calligraphy running script 3