Naran

Ping Ping's words are written in his life like a comet, but it is extremely short-lived.

His words, the lines between the lines are filled with a strange feeling, the deep affection of falling flowers, the mist of the rain, unlike the prosperity of the Tang Dynasty, different from the bleakness of the frontier, but with the most beautiful artistic conception, to attract others to find out.

Every time I open the already yellowed paper roll, it seems that I can see that the first hand of the Qing and Qing dynasty, who was three hundred years ago, was low-browed.

In front of him, it seems that everyone is looking up at him in the standard of ordinary people, but several people are envious of his family and can think of his sorrow and desolateness.

When he stands at the top of his rights and glory and enjoys the reverence of others, he wonders if he will feel bleak and helpless. Once you reach the extreme, you can only watch all the things sinking in the future, going to depression, and finally accepting destruction.

For thirty-one years of life, he explained another beauty to us. More than three hundred small words, he wrote countless flat characters in his short and embarrassing life, and engraved his name on the book.

The first experimental school of Huimin County, Binzhou, Shandong, China