Chen Yi: Recalling a Visit to Mogan Mountain by Fei Xinwo

Content: How fine is Mogan Mountain, often shrouded in dense mist. It had been raining on and off. The terraces and towers were close at hand but lost in fog. At night, sweet sleep descends.

A lyric by Comrade Chen Yi on visiting Mogan Mountain, written with the left hand by Fei Xinwo.

Appreciation:

Fei Xinwo's cursive script, done with his left hand, dances across the paper with remarkable vitality. Thick and thin strokes intertwine, ink tones shift and flow, capturing the misty ambiguity of Mogan Mountain and the poet's expansive mood. Written with the left hand, the calligraphy achieves unexpected strength — its structure unconventional yet coherent, embodying a unique aesthetic where strength and suppleness meet.