Sun Yuan once saw the Three Hundred Miles of Jialing River. After viewing it, he climbed high, feeling exhilar…
Sun Yuan once saw the Three Hundred Miles of Jialing River. After viewing it, he climbed high, feeling exhilarated. With a wave of his fan and a splash of ink, it seemed as if the mountains themselves were holding the brush, the strokes unstoppable like the flow of water. Yet, when he regained his senses, he could no longer replicate the art. Ten years later, at the sound of a bell, Sun Yuan recalled the feelings he had back then, and the Inkwell Fan was once again brought to life.