自述:未懂得说话的小小的我,睁开双眼,为周围那些迷人的风景而赏心悦目,默默地对自己说:“要把这些美丽的事物留下,不要让它跑掉……”于是,小小的心就决定收藏许多许多美的事物。渐渐的,才知道,画画可以将心里的美的事物表达出来,就这样,画画成了我表达的一种语言,它静静的,无须发音,更不用争吵,你在意它也好,不在意它也罢,它就默默在那里,用你的眼,与它相遇,用你的心,与它共鸣……正如苏 Read Me: The little I, who did not know how to speak, opened my eyes, pleasing the surrounding charming landscapes and silently said to myself: “Keep these beautiful things, do not let it run away.” So, the little heart decided to collect many, many beautiful things. Gradually, I realized that drawing can express the beauty of my heart. In this way, drawing becomes a language I express. It is quiet, without pronouncing, not arguing. You care about it, not It cares whether it is worth it, it silently there, with your eyes, meet with it, use your heart to resonate with it ... just as the Soviet Union