冬夜，一个身材高大的男子汉风风火火地敲开我的家门。啊，原来是我的老战友──广空越秀山干休所所长、书画艺术家张福铭。久未相见，很想知道他在艺术上的造诣。他见我发问，神秘地笑笑，慢慢从提包里拿出两轴该好的书画：一幅是行草，一幅是国画《牡丹》。我虽不擅书画，却 Winter night, a tall man rushed to open my door. Ah, it turns out to be my old comrade-in-chief, Zhang Fu-ming, a painting and calligraphy artist who works as director of the KANG Xiu Xiushan Dry Rest. Long time no see, want to know his artistic accomplishments. He asked me to ask, mysteriously smile, and slowly took out from the handbag two axes of the good paintings: one is a row of grass, a painting is “Peony.” Although I am not good at calligraphy and painting, however