Lyrics of painting style

Whose hair is like smoke

I was dizzy that year

Your smile is shallow and your painting style is beautiful

The cloak brushed the windowsill

Coincide with the poetic youth

Your sandalwood wakes my pen

Duan Inkstone sleepless under the lamp

It's hard to write well

On the paper, you are far away, only the wind cares

Who is red leaf picked up by

Shake away the residual snow of Xiangshan

Painting style keeps the white scroll

The wind blows all night behind you

Tear the first sight into farewell

The ink is not splashed, yesterday has withered layer upon layer

I'm a wolf's hair

The moment of love

The painting style is as strong as poetry

You've decided to be alone behind you

Cut the bright moon into flying snow

People are not far away, yesterday has been cold annihilation

I'm a wolf's hair

The moment of love

The painting style is as strong as poetry

Duan Inkstone sleepless under the lamp

It's hard to write well

On the paper, you are far away, only the wind cares

Who is red leaf picked up by

Shake away the residual snow of Xiangshan

Painting style keeps the white scroll

The wind blows all night behind you

Tear the first sight into farewell

The ink is not splashed, yesterday has withered layer upon layer

I'm a wolf's hair

The moment of love

The painting style is as strong as poetry

You've decided to be alone behind you

Cut the bright moon into flying snow

People are not far away, yesterday has been cold annihilation

I'm a wolf's hair

The moment of love

The painting style is as strong as poetry

The cloak brushed the windowsill

Coincide with the poetic youth

Your sandalwood wakes my pen