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"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Li Jianfang's profile

Li Jianfang, male, born in November 1964, from Rongcheng County, Hebei Province, enlisted in the army in October 1981, and was formerly a clerk of the Second Company of the Ninth Regiment of the Second Division of the Railway Corps, and was transferred to the collective army in January 1984. He was formerly a member of the Communist Party of China and a senior political engineer of the Fourth Engineering Co., Ltd. of China Railway 12th Bureau. He has been fond of calligraphy since childhood, and has devoted himself to studying in his spare time for many years, and his works have participated in calligraphy exhibitions in provinces, cities and systems for many times and won awards.

He is now a member of the Xi'an Book Association.

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Although the road is far away, it is coming

Although it is difficult to do, it will be done

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Establish a heart for heaven and earth

Establish a life for the people

For the sake of the saints, continue to learn

Peace for all generations

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Alcohol Consumption (Part 5)

[Eastern Jin Dynasty] · Tao Yuanming

Settle in the human realm,

And there is no noise of cars and horses.

How can you ask you?

The heart is far away from itself.

Under the east fence of picking chrysanthemums,

See Nanshan leisurely.

The mountain weather is good,

The birds are in return.

There is a real meaning in this,

I have forgotten to tell the truth.

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Yangzhou and Dingshan people are different

[Tang] · Quan Deyu

General Yi Dao Ling Wei Xian,

Hua Fa Qing talked about this virtuous.

Melancholy farewell to Guangling,

Liaodong will be restored after the year.

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Qingpingle · Liupan Mountain

Written by Mao Zedong

The sky is high and the clouds are light,

Look at the southern flying geese.

If you don't reach the Great Wall, you are not a hero,

Twenty thousand strokes.

The peak on Liupan Mountain,

The red flag swept the west wind.

Today the long tassel is in hand,

When to tie up the dragon?

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Don't forget the original intention and keep the mission

Modesty, prudence, hard work

Have the courage to fight and be good at fighting

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Prosperity, democracy, civilization and harmony

Freedom, equality, justice, and the rule of law

Patriotism, dedication, honesty and friendliness

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

There is poetry and writing in the belly

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Meditation

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

The wind is harmonious

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

A good teacher is good at teaching, and he values virtue

Friends know each other and don't talk about it

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Tranquility and far-reaching

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

good fortune

"Picking Chrysanthemums Under the East Fence" - Li Jianfang's calligraphy works appreciation

Set the storm· don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves

[Song] · Su Shi

Don't listen to the sound of the forest beating the leaves,

Why don't you groan and walk slowly.

Bamboo cane and mango shoes are lighter than horses,

Who is afraid? A cloud of smoke and rain is Ren Ping's life.

The spring breeze blows the wine and wakes up,

It is slightly cold, but the mountain is obliquely illuminated but welcomed.

Looking back at the bleak place,

When he returned, there was neither wind nor rain nor sunshine.

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