Study couplets

The emphasis behind the study is elegance, so what couplets are suitable for the study in China? Come and have a look with me.

There are couplets, wind and rain curtains, Wang Wei's paintings and Du Fu's poems on the walls of Yunshan in the study studio.

The cost of reading a book and thinking about two sentences in one room.

A bald pen grows a heart, and a half-volume strange book dreams are also fragrant.

The window is full of moonlight flowers and books and ink.

All the books in one room are elegant, and all the books are full of romance.

A few books on the Jianghu, the lights in front of the window are midnight.

The characters are flawless, and the article has a bone embroidered screen.

People and books are old and naive, but the years are new and brilliant.

Wonderful articles change frequently, and fascinating paintings and calligraphy come occasionally.

Three sides are the new world of Lv Yun, and half of the study room is a bit vicissitudes.

Three spring lights the world, and one room of books reflects the past and the present.

Three feet of reading can accommodate the world, and a bald pen can write spring and autumn.

Three study books are old and new.

In the scroll of eternal articles, the news of flowers is in the spring breeze.

The eternal romance is better than the past, a pool of calligraphy pens is vivid, ten thousand volumes of poems and books compete for color, and thousands of pens compete for romance.

From Wan Li's clouds and smoke pens, Chihiro Waterfall was revered by Du Li from generation to generation, and Su Huang was revered by Qian Qiu calligraphy.

Thousands of books is on Tianlu, and the four-point moonlight scenery disappears forever in ancient and modern times, and a window is faint and clear *

Ten thousand volumes of poetry and books are always in sight. One day, the spring scenery begins with the Jian 'an bones of the Linmen Ministry of Industry, and the Mijia painting Ye Houshu.

The courtyard is bright and elegant, and the screens are fragrant. After the spring rain, the yard is full of flowers and the book rhyme is clear in the afternoon.

Xiao Yuan poetry cage Cui Mo, a pavilion to worship the beautiful scenery of the green vine mountains and rivers, pine and bamboo quiet study.

There are mountains, water and rain in the library. People often come in front of Shuizhu Village, and there are no books on the bed.

There are seven words in the ancient rhyme, and the pen spits strange flowers. One room is full of fragrance, sages are full of joy, and ancient humanities are gathered together, which is also unprecedented.

Even the moonlight came to the couch, and a piece of Bing Xin listened to five songs in the jade pot and read Cai Yong's book in the Eight Monuments.

The benefits of nature are occasionally obtained from the outside, and ancient incense is often born silently.

I wrote the scenery of heaven and earth In ancient history, judging friends must be light, and looking at mountains does not like peace.

Dou Zhai's elegant poetry and calligraphy, with a long mind, the sun, the moon and the stars, the figure in the clouds and the poetry in the smoke.

Writing is like autumn water, dust is as clean as a cloud, poetry is like a spring cloud, attitude is like a spring river leaving a gorge, and mind is like a bright moon in the sky.

The article is drunk, I want to turn off the wine, elegant and pleasant, the article is decent and picturesque, and the fragrance of peaches and plums wins the spring scenery.

There is no way to change the bones of literature. Learning comes from not doubting that literature is understood for the first time after reading it a hundred times, and only after reading thousands of books can we see merit.

The heart is clear and self-satisfied with the taste of poetry, elegant in room, fragrant in time, good in heart, refreshing in spirit and fragrant in room.

There is always Qian Qian's boundless ambition in my heart. The bottom of the pen can be opened in an instant to send the sound of books into the yard, and the moon will move to the pearl curtain.

The wind blows willow smoke to float the pen holder, the moon moves Meiying to write a book, the wind sends flowers to study pen and ink stones, and the moon moves the bamboo shadow railing.

The sun sets, the breeze is full of sleeves, and the midnight cold enters the study. Full moon people lack books, often read them, and the clouds roll their pens.

The moon hangs green trees to build a bookstore, and the wind sends flowers to the inkstone pool. The clouds are light and the rain is light, and the flowers are sparse in the world, which is deeply endowed by the Yangtze River.

Yunyuan likes to edit new manuscripts, and FengCurtain has nothing to do to proofread old manuscripts. Clouds protect Pingshan to open a picture scroll, and rain urges flowers into poetry.

The mountains and peaks of the sea of clouds are picturesque, the source of water is full of picturesque trees, the waves return to the sea of learning, and the flowers and trees in Changchun are in the forest of books.

Infinitely thinking about the grass in front of the window, you can't put down a book without effort, your character is pure as jade, and a good article is as light as a fairy.

In order to find witty sentences and feel fragrant, the eyebrows are divided into eight methods, and the three capitals are Zuo Shixiong.

When a book is at its peak, it looks like a painting, and the beauty of painting is like a book. From difficulty to enlightenment, the article inadvertently began to see strange things.

The bookstore is full of romance, the gallery is getting warmer, Gui Shusheng reads in March, and brushes the array.

The book screen is full of beauty, with hidden meanings and beautiful paintings. Books can change the old and seek perfection, but pens can convey the spirit and lack perfection.

The taste of books should be long and detailed, and they can be planted in inkstone fields. Don't throw waste books to your heart. It is really delicious. Don't say anything unless you have experienced it yourself.

There are no moths in books because they are often read, and pens are handed down from God. He learned books from Huanggu in the Northern Song Dynasty and painted white stone Weng in Nanxiang.

The belly of a book can hold a galloping horse, and the writing should be effective. Pengfei's book is filled with ink and ink, and Huangshan exhibition is a cloud.

When the book is not read, there is an original dream, and after the book is put, there is no poem. The history of Tibetan literature has gone through the past and the present, and the pen has the effect of a long snake.

The library should be full of 3,000 volumes, and the character should be first-class. Books are often stacked like green hills and lights like red beans.

It's fun to stay in the world, and I will always love the bookstore. Changhong hangs a picture scroll, and clears the hole to insert a picture screen.

The sound of the water ring studio is thinner, and the smell of the blue book window is stronger. Gu Mo's semi-concentrated evaluation of inkstone spectrum, boiling tea classics in the new year

The books on the ancient couch are priceless, and the paintings on the plain screen are affectionate. Stone out of Mi Dian sleeve, poetry out of rubbings.

The fourth order is glorious, the spring scenery is beautiful, and there are thousands of unbeaten ink flowers, four walls of ink flowers flying algae, and a beautiful sentence accounts for spring.

If you are determined to keep thinking for a thousand years, you only need to spend five and a half minutes chatting. Bald pen can bear the tripod, but the heart is not stained with dust.

Half a couch has poems inviting the moon * * *, and there are no flowers in a spring. Half-couch tea and cigarettes invite the bright moon, and a curtain of flowers and rain reads Hua Zhang.

Mid-level rock painting is another literary field, and the graph theory of a generation of young people has not hindered the spontaneous romantic nature of ancient and modern times. Why are you afraid of the reputation of the blue fly?

There are thousands of black and white games. Youth is still in the pen before the heart is old.

A room full of spearmint books are friends, and a window full of bamboo shadows are neighbors. Thank you for drinking 1000 bottles of wine instead of lighting the lamp.

Hanging three reed locks, there are ten thousand volumes of encyclopedias, and the skirts are half dyed, and poems often stay between heaven and earth.

The moon should be here, and there are books. The ancients put down their pens and sat in a poor and ancient library.

Read behind closed doors, forget the years, brush away the clouds and smoke, write down the wind and thunder at the same time, and collect poems and clouds together

The income of Yunshan belongs to the picture scroll, and the theme flows to the poem bamboo couch, fragrant flowers and new wine vessels, and the spring window warms the old study.

Read the strange books on the bamboo bank quickly, listen to the bamboo rain with ancient music on the piano, the books are green, the plum wind is clear and the ink is fragrant

Bamboo shadow covers a few violins to give birth to rhyme, flowers and smoke windows and inkstones carry fragrant bamboo dew, pine wind and banana leaves rain, tea smells like music and reading sounds.

Famous paintings should be read like poetry, and guqin can also be used as underwater sound. Listening to colorful paintings is intentional and fragrant.

Song Ci Yuan Qu Ming calligraphy and painting, Han Yang admired spring tea Yao Caobi, lanling wine tulip.

A good book is now in three spring rains, and a wonderful pen often blooms in February. Gardenia smells sweet in the room, and calligraphy and painting are the clearest in the court.

The inkstone is red and dripping, the green library couch trees are shining through the clouds, the green quinoa chickens sing dawn, and the osmanthus deer sing autumn.

Andrew often looks at the moon behind closed doors, thinking more about building a room for You Zhu Gomez, the librarian. The paintings in the book are elegant.

Flowers fall into the inkstone pool and the words are fragrant. The bamboo window is full of books and flowers, and the light and shadow read quietly.

Flowers and flowers want to float gold and jade, ink often protects jade, toads, flowers and trees are fragrant, the courtyard is quiet, and the piano, books and paintings are quiet.

Flowers and plants are full of elegance, poems and songs are exotic flowers and exotic grasses, and spring fragrance is in my heart.

Keep your sleeves clean, a room full of poor books, invincible poems, and drunken pens.

All flowers laugh when singing a beautiful sentence, and read books crazily when talking about strange books until they are as old as the moon, which is amazing.

Idle court grass fans, deep courtyard six drunk. No matter how expensive my book is, I don't care about my age.

Courage shines on people like snow, throwing books makes the golden sound and rain wake up the poem and dream to banana leaves, and the book sounds lotus in the wind.

After the rain, the ink is infinite, and the moon sings poetry. One-room humble room, a vast sea of books and poems.

In the painting, the years are forgotten, in the poem, Gan Kun has a different day, and in the poem, the spring flowers are brilliant, quiet inside.

Poetry and calligraphy have thousands of years' experience. Poetry and calligraphy are vast and timeless, and their talent is amazing.

Poetry is difficult. Du Weng is willing to work hard, and his calligraphy is old, which does not prevent the fat man from boldly calling himself a warrior and concentrating on grinding ink like a fool.

The cup stained with toilet water is hospitable, and after the case, Yunshan will check the book. Song Tao writes poems while Zhu Ying writes paintings.

The poem "Zhai" is elegant and quiet, and its artistic conception is easy to write a book. Spring Mountain Huilan Autumn Mountain Residence, Official Articles and Poems.

The book is still green in the spring breeze, and the sentence of the bright moon by the window is also fragrant for the new appreciation in the Spring and Autumn Period, and the book is old and happy.

The spring grass is green and the smoke is warm, the midnight book is heavy and the moon is cold, and the ancient inkstone is slightly concave and full of ink.

There are often paintings of Ming and Qing dynasties in the room, and I am far away from mountains and rivers. I am rich and poor, I am happy and secure.

There are thousands of ancient books in the room. The door is facing Ding Dong, and the window is idle to try ink. Cold spring is tea brewed by ancient people.

In addition to reading, there is no need to make up poems, splash ink and express feelings, and smell the sound of water.

Splash ink into a peak and shake the five mountains, and roll up Sanjiang with a pen, which must have meaning and be scholarly.

Cynthia in the courtyard can be pleasing to the eye, calligraphy and painting in the room can purify the soul, smell the book, and the profound knowledge of painting can improve the quality.

The inkstone pond smells of flowers, and the bamboo swaying into the study outside the window, even the mountains are beautiful and the window faces the lake.

There are two expensive books on the shelf, and the calligraphy of Sandu in the room is jade bone, whose etymology is like a sea pen rafter.

Learn from the sea bravely, dare to skip the Wan Ren Peak in Shushan, add three feet to wash the inkstone, and collect the Five Peaks books.

I have treasured this ancient book for a long time, and I love bamboo and plum with noble character. I have a lot of money in my chest.

Everyone knows Tan Shi in his chest, and there are poems in his belly. Reading is self-binding, and refining every sentence can make up the sky.

I love to watch Chunshan's suspicious paintings, quietly study Gu Mo's audition, talk about poetry, and talk about the painter's return to the moonlight to watch.

Pen and ink are elegant, and the mind is open and free. A poem at the bottom of the pen can shake the world, and half a square inkstone can hold the sky.

There is always infinite joy in the inkstone, and the study sits alone and you write old poems, and there are new doubts and new things that are passed on to others.

Pen and ink flowers gather in Mo Bao, and epigrams are famous. Books dance in Chibi for thousands of years, and Chi Yan splashes ink on Huangshan Mountain.

The pen is full of clouds, the spring is not old, the heart is full of spring breeze, the book is full of green, and the sword is floating in the night.

The piano is hidden in the plain wall, and the moon is left in the empty window. He who can wield a five-color pen must have a wall for ten years.

The flowers in the bottle are fragrant, the bamboo in the window is sung into strings, the banana leaves are still green, and the plum blossom pen is also fragrant.

The wine is dark, and the heart is always wandering. The ancient site of Tiaomo Cage, find out that the wick is really hidden.

Really lyrical, very literary, naturally leaning on the pillow, swimming to the fundus, hiding the aftertaste of the book in the chest.

The writing desk is famous for its numerous expositions. Learn more from Fuchun when you enter the painting mountain, not to mention the times, and it is difficult for the vulgar to know.

I am used to writing amazing words, and I have always respected wine. After drinking tea, I feel refreshed and my dreams are more fragrant.

Fresh and meaningful poetry, unpretentious calligraphy, dark rain, calligraphy and grass, spring breeze, ink and wash flowers

The bamboo shadow on the window shakes the book case, the mountain spring sounds into the window in the inkstone pool, the water is near the Quqin book, and people read the flowers.

The window is full of spring scenery, and the pen spits out true love poems to create new windows, opposite the castle peak gate willow, and the library pavilion hides the chest.

Proud of the spring breeze, proud of elegant songs, writing new books with enthusiasm, complacent about strange books, and often singing wonderful sentences.

There is a big article about whether you are naive or not. The style of writing in the prosperous age is more heroic, and the calligraphy spirit is great in his later years.

I have thousands of books to spare, but the meaning of light is pleasant. A window is full of moonlight, and books are concise and dense. Long song new wine ink.

Poetry without words in the dream, drunk and writing. There is a kind of cold beauty in the picture gallery, where the snow reflects the book window and the night is bright.

Mei Yue's horizontal window becomes a picture album, and the blue demeanor threshold enters the deep courtyard of poetry. The dust is sparse and the rhyme is elegant, and the bright window is quiet and fragrant.

I copied the book Tong Yu Ye in the deep courtyard, searched for a colorful lotus sentence, tried the golden basin ink, and read the jade book when I was young.

Cherish flowers for spring, put pen to paper for the dance wall and the three-foot sword in the morning, and rummage through the bookcase in the room at night.

The piano plays the shadow of green bananas, and the curtain rolls up the green hills. Reading Yi Shi, the piano window is full of ancient charm, full of fun, and the Hanyuan fragrance is peerless.

Bo Zang's calligraphy and painting are full of fragrance, he loves Lan Zhi alone, and he is ashamed of flattery, which makes it difficult to reconcile customs. He writes books by his own infatuation.

Male words are as strong as casting, and beautiful words are like flowers. I will fly diligently to learn calligraphy and painting to add new interest and spend my old age playing the piano and chess.

Hard-working people study at night, crowing around the house, showing yunshu in spring, and seeing the world in one room.

The spirit of calligraphy and painting is cool, making children and grandchildren happy. Elegant words are not outside poetry, and Qin De is outside silk and bamboo.

Yazhai's calligraphy is fragrant, and the banana in the promenade listens to the rain, giving it a dream of ducks crossing the river. The book should be caged with Pan-Pearl Gulls.

Handsome and bookish, magnificent and bold, everyone has a wonderful book to read often, bring old friends and travel together.

Mohai celebrities gather in Hanyuan, books gather in Zhaimen, ink flowers are dark, and Yao grass enters the curtain to smell the spring rain.