How to write a picture drawn by a child in a circle of friends?

Although I haven't studied ink painting for a long time, I have fallen in love with ink painting deeply. Ink painting is ever-changing, and sometimes it becomes a mighty tiger; Sometimes it becomes a dense forest; Sometimes it becomes bamboo; Sometimes it will become a cocky cock; Turned into a lovely waterfowl.

Children draw for the first time. I am glad that my son has learned to draw. I hope his son can learn more knowledge and grow up happily. Behind a seemingly perfect work winning the gold medal may be the truth that the child hesitates to cry, the mother urges, and the teacher ghostwrites.

The ink pen is danqing, like running water around plain paper, and the exhibition is still beautiful. How can it be a good word? A few strokes are like clouds, and I am in a good mood. The mountains are far away from the water, and the flowers on the other side bloom again and again.