绿色和蓝色汇集成空山。有人行走其间,但依然是空山,就像行走的人没有面孔,但依然是人。谁也别想从这些小人儿身上认出自己,就像世间的真山真水,别想从王希孟那里得到敷衍了事的赞扬。王希孟认识这些画面上的小人儿,但没有一个是他自己。这些不是他自己的小人儿,没有一个他能叫出名字。小人儿们得到山,得到水,就像山得到绿松石和青金石,水得到浩渺和船只, Green and blue pool into empty mountains. Some people walk in the meantime, but they are still empty mountains. They are like walking people without faces, but they are still people. Who do not want to recognize themselves from these little ones who, like the world’s true mountains and rivers, do not want to get perfunctory praise from Wang Ximeng. Wang Ximeng know these pictures of villain children, but not one is himself. These are not his own little children, and none of them can name them. Little children get mountains, get water, like mountains get turquoise and lapis lazuli, the water gets vast and ships,