或许,戴进就是要用这样的笔墨,引领我们回溯时间的长河,再次陶醉于北宋山水的深邃幽远。入秋的山野,远山近水,一派鸿蒙初开的澄静。高耸的主峰,如剑似戟,直插入渺远的天宇。周围的峰峦,逶迤偃伏,似乎在向主峰拱手揖拜。近景的石板桥上,三头毛驴正慢慢走来,驴子的后面紧跟着两位行旅者:一人挑担,一人背筐。看他们负重缓行的样子,一定是跋山涉水走过了很远的山路。前面茂树间,有几间茅屋,店家和前面的旅人正在交谈,两三个稚童正围坐嬉戏,一只小狗在院外逡巡。再往远处看,山道上,有人正牵驴上山,有人已挑担下山。山峦连接处,有城郭隐 Perhaps, Dai Jin is to use such a pen and ink, leading us back to the river of time, once again revel in the deep faraway landscape of the Northern Song Dynasty. Fall into the mountains, mountains near water, a group of Hong Meng opened the beginning of the quiet. Towering the main peak, such as sword-like halberds, straight into the distant sky. Surrounded by ridges and peaks, 逶 迤 Yan volts, it seems to worship the main peak. Close shot of the stone bridge, three donkeys are slowly coming, followed by the donkey followed by two travelers: one pick Tam, one back basket. Look at their weight-bearing behavior, must have traveled a long way down the mountain. In front of the tree between the trees, there are a few huts, shops and travelers in front of talking, two or three young children are sitting and playing, a puppy patrol outside the hospital. Looking further away, Hill Road, some people are donkeys up the hill, some people have picked up the mountain. Mountain junction, there Guocheng hidden