Scholar's room four treasures of five rhymes
Hu Bingyan
Brush
The green bamboo into a jade pipe, the four virtues of the absolute generation.
Swinging the ink like a will, the pale hair strong and healthy joy.
The phoenix dances lightly and the dragon leaps to the sky.
This is a masterpiece for the ages, and it will be passed on to the world for many years to come.
The ink
has been refined for a long time, and hammered by ten thousand mortars and pestles.
The rule of square and circle is set, and the birds and flowers are nestled in the pine and crane.
Kuixuan is full of flavor, and sand and musk gather green gems.
The trace of this work has survived for many years, but the fragrance is still there.
Paper
The body is as thin as a wing, and the ink is made to be blue.
The geese report their voices, the poems recite their rhymes.
Elegant and vulgar each taste, the classic spirit of ten thousand years.
Bitter, spicy, sour and sweet things, tolerate a thousand times clear.
Inkstones
Adhering to the ancient wonders, the wonderful hand painted dignified.
The hundred generations to play with the stone friends, pine rich dismissing and refusing to be dismissed.
Pan Long haunts the sea of ink, wild dew and frost.
The heavy weight of the stone is a god, and the depth of the stone is elegant.