Lush and blue-green rise the great mountains, where rivers meet the sea. The spirits of shade and water bring …
Lush and blue-green rise the great mountains, where rivers meet the sea. The spirits of shade and water bring omens of fortune.
Lofty is this man, born in his appointed hour. Fair as an orchid in bloom, flourishing as lingzhi in its prime. Brilliant from childhood, mature beyond his years. His virtue rivals the ancients, and his name resounds across the ages.
What is his virtue? Deep and unfathomable in thought. What is his renown? Renewed with every passing day.
His quiet musings well up like a clear spring, flowing into poetry and polished prose. His brush drifts like clouds, his phrases scatter like stars across the night.