画家的心灵永远充满了色彩与线条; 诗人的眼睛永远是世界的五色缤纷。 当我猛然间睁开眼睛的一刹那,我仿佛也成了画家与诗人,我的心狂跳不止,我像置身于梦幻世界,我被眼前的海滨景色空气迷醉与陶冶了。我不知自己是从哪里来,更忘记了火车上的长途劳累,我顾不上一切,唯一想到的是我的速写本,于是我紧紧的握住了笔。 The artist’s heart is always full of colors and lines; the poet’s eyes are always the colorful colors of the world. When I suddenly opened my eyes, I seem to have become a painter and poet, my heart more than crazy, I like to be immersed in a dream world, I was the immediate seaside scenery of the air fascinated and potted. I do not know where I came from, but also forget the long-haul train on the train, I can not attend to everything, the only thought is my sketches, so I firmly hold the pen.