晚饭后开八三张四尺宣,准备画套册页,这是昨晚的事,画到近子夜,纸画完,只有两张可看。心里有点急躁,老想着笔秃纸粗。以前不太在乎。昨天下午,谢峰来电,收到我的画,说你用纸怎么这么差,印泥也走油。这是什么纸?起码要五六百一刀的;印泥要买上海西泠,不是杭州西泠,一百五十元钱一两,买三两。 After dinner open eight or three four feet declared, ready to draw a set of albums, this is something last night, drawn to nearly midnight, finished painting, only two can see. Heart a little impatient, always thinking of pen thick paper bare. I did not care much before. Yesterday afternoon, Xie Feng call, I received the painting, saying how bad your paper, printing ink also go. This is what paper? At least five or six hundred knife; Yin mud to buy Xiling in Shanghai, not in Hangzhou Xiling, one hundred and fifty dollars one or two, buy thirty-two.