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我总是这样告诫自己,尤其是油画写生。丰富多彩的大自然给予了我异样的享受,每一次面对所画的对象都是一次新鲜体验,都是一次未有过的感动。我怎么忍心几年甚至几十年如一日,仅用那可怜的几块色彩作为对大自然的回报呢?怎么可能只有一种激情来赞叹大自然的多姿呢?
I always tell myself, especially oil painting sketch. The rich and colorful nature has given me the same kind of enjoyment. Every time I face the object I am painting is a fresh experience, it is an unprecedented move. How can I bear the heart of a few years or even decades if only in the pitiful color as a return to nature? How can there be only a passion to admire the beauty of nature?