In 2006, he moved to Beijing Songzhuang Painter Village and devoted himself to abstract painting, performance art and experimental image creation. Executive editor of contemporary painting.
Representative works:
Yu Zhenzhi's Translation of Love Song of Cangyang Gyatso
Cui Wei, the East Mountain, is unattainable. It is very high and bright.
Beauty has also caused acacia, and this heart only remembers it as Qingqing.
I am willing to have a good marriage with you for a hundred years, even at the expense of the golden house.
Just like the Crystal Palace in the Garden, it is a rare treasure.
The west wind blows the flowers into mud, and bees and butterflies cry at the fragrant dust.
Don't write a heartbroken poem before you start writing.
To write new words for Jiao Niang, wind and rain will erode 500,000 yuan.
I have a thousand thoughts of lovesickness, which will last forever.
Malva was originally a narcissistic golden bee. Who offered flowers to the gods?
I want to dance lightly into the temple and steal to the altar with Qingqing.
Go into the mountains to worship Taoist, please explain the reason.
If you think too much, your spirit will go green.
This is a beautiful day for meditation. The sky is blue and the yellow is boundless.
How beautiful! Don't sit still and burn incense.
The faint fragrance is ringing, and the beautiful eyes are not clear.
When I went to smile, I suddenly met Yu.
I want to be with you by the green window, and I regret my mistakes in my life.
I want to go to the jungle with a bowl, and I feel bad about beautiful women.
The price of eyes is geometric, and I never accidentally thought about it.
Once I went back to someone else's sleeve, there were many tears in my wound.
Wedding night, Qingqing married someone else's wife.
Acacia is crazy, and the heart is gray. Who do you complain about your haggard?
As soon as Houmen entered the deep sea, he wanted to ask about ghosts and gods.
This feeling is like a dream, but it is not real.
Bright eyes and white teeth are unparalleled, comparable to the full moon.
How lonely and melancholy Juan is, the joy only lasts for one night.
I once praised the amphibious effect of mandarin ducks, and the deep leaves in the southern ancient forest were blurred.
Everyone knows that no one will cry except Ying Ge.
At dusk, people hide their behavior, but Xiang Chong's dog talk reminds them.
Be careful not to say that people have left, and it is nearly dawn when they return to the temple.
Yesterday, I went to the secluded period in the dark, and goose feathers rushed at me.
Zita Law's two lines of scars, how could you not know?
When Cangyang Gyatso lived in Bradat Palace, he was called a guru.
I got drunk at night and had a prodigal son among myself.
Fairy feathers are lingering like snow, and they want to borrow their wings.
Li Tang will come back as soon as he meets you if he doesn't learn to command the crane to walk.
Life flashes like electricity, and painting a building pays off the beauty.
Will we meet in the unknown afterlife? Meet strangers and be young.
The red dress in the period of love, flat forest desert, deep willow branches.
In addition to thrush at that time, all kinds of amorous feelings may be well-known beauties.
Once colorful, dancing clothes are not called old dancing waist.
Fighting teaches bees and butterflies to break up, but the bottom of the sleeve is ashamed to see Tan Lang's move?
The green window can't bear to leave, but turn around and lose it.
For a long time, I planned to study Buddhism in the mountains, and I extended my trip to the later stage.
Cui Wei Dongshan and Tianqi are separated by a ladder.
Acacia is a flower that understands language, and the heart is like a galloping horse.
The beauty of the whole city competes with everyone, and tea and wine are good at carnival.
I want to be with you, but I don't expect my soul to return to the emperor's hometown.
Short stories hurt people's hearts and their feelings are extremely sad.
The melancholy jade man went home alone, and the grass was full of sunset.
I miss my parents in my hometown, and each of you is full of tears.
Qianshan pursues everything to believe that your heart is better than your mother's.
The willow branches were not withered by the wind leaves, and they were worried about the blackbird for a while.
Today, I re-entered the singing and dancing place. Every time I see Qingqing, I lose my soul.
Tonight, the new moon flies like a moth's eyebrow, and it's still temporary.
Remember that when you leave, you will meet again, and when the moon hooks, people will be in pairs.
Make up the flower hat downstairs, and hold hands every moment.
Cherish lang sorrow never persuaded, and there is not much time to get together again.
The beauty is unparalleled, and the jade account is fragrant and delicate.
Stay with Yuanyang every night and don't envy the beauty of flowers in the forest.
The beauty of flowers doesn't care about the material, and it blows like a blue fragrance.
The melancholy wind has not been exposed for a long time, which is a moment of joy and departure.
Worry gets sick quietly, trouble sleeping.
An inch of acacia has turned to dust, and there will never be a chance to kiss Fang Ze.
How does Baicao resist frost? People often hate the west wind.
Fragrant and beautiful, butterfly wings are cold, I love them very much.
Mulan paddles relentlessly, but the horse's head will still cross.
Never look back when you lose your arm. Lang's heart is cold as iron.
In order to wish Tan Lang a knot, I put the willow trees in spring vertically on the shore.
Don't touch the passing gentleman. This is Tan Lang's safety.
It was sealed in vain and sent to Hengtang. Thrush fights like autumn wavelength.
I am willing to swear to you that I will never leave you.
I want to pour out my love for you, but there is a blue light in Wenxiao Temple.
The mountains are far away, and I swear to walk with you.
As soon as I saw Qingqing's love, I wanted to form an alliance with Qingqing.
If you want to know the beauty's heart, life and death are the same.
Looking back with a charming smile, I lost my soul and swayed on the blue cloud.
I am willing to be happy with you, and I will not spare you without cursing.
When the moth's eyebrows are not sad, ointment tincture is a complicated thing.
Drunk and dreaming, selling gold caves, this is the only place for immortals.
Qingqing is willing to be born in the womb. Is it a peach blossom fairy?
Emotional changes are like peach blossoms, and it is not true if you open the gate.
Live up to the fragrance of childhood friends, fascinated like a Zhongshan wolf.
Go to the ruthless jungle, unlike last night.
On the third night, the moon was as clear as frost.
And swear before the seat that this heart is as full as May.
The cuckoo flies in the ancient garden, and spring steals heaven and earth.
Thinking of meeting again, holding hands and watching the soul want to sell.
I remember meeting Qing in a stranger.
As soon as I know the spring breeze, the dream soul often follows the skirt.
It's a pity to be scolded by the full house.
I stole my own incense and went to the hillside last night.
Only Jiao Ying kept crying, and Yang Liuzhi said that she was lovesick.
Endure to really finish the club, and swear not to be separated from Qingqing.
In the dark days of the southern valley, Ying Ge didn't crow to the Jade Man.
Now listening to thrush, the euphemistic voice is fascinating.
Magic dragon danced fiercely behind him, not afraid of danger.
If you pay your long-cherished wish to the account, you will lose your life.
I've never met before, lest I'm spaced out.
Even if you meet her with a shallow eyebrow, you don't have to miss her.
Goddess often lives in a pond of sex and rain, and Liu Hua's life experience is semi-turbid.
Who knows, I covered my face with spring breeze, and I was sad several times.
The willows in the south valley are covered with gloomy branches, allowing thrush to crow freely.
I hate you for being fickle, showing the separation of husband and wife.
The grass is as red as a golden hill, and the leaves of the flat forest fall one after another.
Unlike the swallow in front of the hall, Du Fu goes back to his hometown once a year.
The spring breeze is full of gloom, and the root of evil is planted in the rain.
You can't hide before you fight for teaching, but you have a hidden heart knot.
I came to my hometown with a good wind on my face, and I have no guess with you.
Cherish the wishes of childhood friends, and the fragrance is lingering in my mind.
On both sides of the Western Hills, Bai Yunfei can be seen.
Thank you for your pity and burning an altar for me.
Chun Qing haunts like a cloud, and acacia fills the air.
Your heart is like a heartless wind, which has blown Chun Qing away several times.
Once lost his way in Hezhou, he was very sad. He was very happy to meet a fisherman.
The ethereal soul is gone, who can entrust my eternal grief?
I haven't been separated from Qingqing for a long time, and bees are crazy about butterflies.
My heart is like dew in the hay period. When I miss you, I feel gloomy and gloomy.
In order to be with Jiao E in this life, everyone worships the immortal Buddha at the altar.
I went over the mountains without hesitation, and I picked juniper.
Across the water, I don't feel good, and my soul is swaying.
The message is that green is not sad, and this life will be decided before marriage.
The fragrance of new tea is full of teeth and lips, accompanied by delicious alcohol.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and every pair of lovers is fascinating.
Jade refers to carving a bow for Bai Rushuang, hoping to attract gold and shoot eight wastes.
I am willing to shoot an arrow at your waist, so I often urge you to wait for a hint.
Spring water goes all the way to my hometown and misses my loved ones every day.
News cuckoo, don't cry sadly, such sadness is absolutely unbearable.
If you want to listen to the holy dharma and seek a guru, you should listen to the wonderful truth of Yuhua.
It's not what you say, not at all.
Beauty is like wine, if you think too much, what can you do for a while?
Why worry about not becoming a Buddha in this world?