用毛笔蘸下面的水写字视频

Yang Ji sat upright, motionless, with only one hand holding the pen, dancing like dragons and phoenixes. If you look carefully, the tea room is filled with golden light at this time, and the torrent of Buddha energy is like a giant dragon. Traveling back and forth between the four walls of the tea room, there were even bursts of light rain falling in the void....