知我者不多,爱我者尤少,识吾画者皆天下之穷人,唯我所同情者,乃道旁之饿殍。嗟夫,处于荒灾混乱之际,穷乡僻壤之区,兼之家无余荫,幼失教养,既无严父,又无慈母;幼而不学,长亦无能,至今百事不会,惟性喜美术,时时涂抹,渐渐成技,于今十余年来,靠此糊口,东驰西奔,遍列江湖,见闻虽寡,而吃苦可当;茫茫的前途,走不尽的沙漠,给予我漂泊的生活中,借此一枝颓笔 Not many people know me, love me, especially those who know my painter are the world’s poor, only my sympathizers, is beside the hungry. Widowed, in the occasion of the chaos of the famine, the backcountry area of ​​the backcountry, and the home without shade, lack of parenting, neither strict father nor mother; young and not learn, long also incompetent, so far Pepsi will not, From time to time smear, and gradually become technology, in the past ten years, relying on this life, Dong Chi West Ben, all over the rivers and lakes, heard though widowed, while hard-working; the vast future, go to the desert, give me wandering Life, to take a decadent pen