I like reading beautiful articles, but writing beautiful articles is out of reach for me, who has no ink in my chest. Every time I see a beautiful article, I can only sigh at it. However, my clumsy words can often appear in the headlines and beautiful articles. Now I will extract a few fragments of my poor work in Wukong&;s answer. April 1st, 2020 is another year of Qingming, drizzling, a wisp of thoughts drifting to the end of the world, lingering in the rain, stirring up my memories, tangled with the past that I can&;t let go, and then looking back, I suddenly feel like a dream, &”;Flowers drift away and water flows by itself&”;. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………… Take a sip, the fragrance will overflow, the fields will be filled with water, and the troubles will disappear. Sometimes a person holds a cup and watches pieces of tea dancing in the water, sinking or floating. Isn&;t life like this? Tasting tea feels life, and it is indifferent. On February 15th, 2020 … I stood at the window, pushed the window and looked out, feeling that the breath of spring had quietly arrived, and the season always kept its promise. Pray silently in my heart, hope that the plague will go away, spring will bloom, and the world will be blue. I lived in a busy city for a long time on March 17th, 2020. The hustle and bustle of the city made me yearn for the rural scenery of an all-consuming love. &”;Looking at the mountains from a distance, listening to the water is silent, the flowers are still there in spring, and people are not surprised when they come.&”; Wang Weijian&;s straightforward poems seem to be in the colorful natur《东坡志林》, saying, &”;There are paintings in poems that are fascinating; I like Wang Wei&;s poems and his shallow ink poems, which are fresh and natural, and have a long aftertaste. …………