August Running Hand

August becomes an outlaw, and occupies a hill to act as a lord, piles the decayed bones of July at the foot of the mountain, lifts the sword to prance the horse, and sings the song far awey.The momentum of fighting with dagger-axe may hook or pick or stay, and there are endless stories, such as flames of war, desert, and Hu Beauty Dance. I’ve seen Su Dongpo. He went to Chibi and went to break through the sky with a song, and everything responded him. Zhou Yu is fire, Xiao Qiao is water, and Kong Ming is east wind. Su Dongpo is the stage director of this play. Flying geese crossed the border giving poems to respected the ancients.
The east wind chants and sings softly in Chibi.
The history gratitudes, a cup of unstrained wine to sacrifice to romance.
I followed Chibi from January to August, and flute sound has become desolated sound.
Wang Xianzhi appeared on the stage in reverse time and retrieved the sunflower, but it no longer blosom. I climbed up the tower in doubt, and found a pile of sand under my feet.
This boundless world, black and white days. In August, what posture is the best, thick ink or light writing? Leave these winds, whether east winds or west winds.
 The world is mine, August is mine, and the wind is mine.
The white clouds have been paved, and just hold a wolf hair brush writing a mad handwriting.