久居闹市,每天都要面对那些钢筋水泥的建筑和人工修饰的园林绿地,还有川流不息的车辆及夜晚令人眼花缭乱的霓虹灯,常使我感到很不自在;而绘画,又不时把我带入思维的死角。没有头绪,缺少灵感。我和许多画者一样,面对着空空的四壁,想闭门造车却又无从下手。于是想出去走走,看看真实的风景,听听自然界的声音,这种强烈的愿望不时撞击着我。走出简单的思维模式,去感悟大自然的真谛,这种创作需求,促使我早已疲惫麻木的心灵毫不犹豫地扑向大山之中。 Living in the middle of nowhere, every day I face uncomfortable with the reinforced concrete buildings and artificially decorated landscaped gardens, the endless stream of vehicles and the dazzling neon lights at night, and the paintings bring me in from time to time Dead end of thinking No clue, lack of inspiration. Like many artists, I faced the empty walls and tried to close the door but did not get started. So I wanted to go out and walk, see the real scenery, listen to the voice of nature, this strong desire from time to time hit me. Out of a simple mode of thinking, to feel the true meaning of nature, this creative needs, prompting me already exhausted numbness of the soul without hesitation toward the mountains.