初见daparo的时候,他正静静地伏在案上画插画。青灰色的砖墙,壁上挂着几株倒挂的铁皮石斛和几幅他的插画画框。案台上摆着一盘水果和一套茶具。插在一个古朴花瓶里的几枝芦荟花悄然绽放。缠绵的音乐飘荡在充满花香的空气里。daparo手握一根铅笔,完全沉浸在自己的插画世界。一笔一笔,描绘出内心的跌宕。正对着案台,便是多 When he first saw daparo, he was quietly painting illustrations on the case. Gray-gray brick walls, hanging on the wall a few strains of Dendrobium upside down and a few pieces of his picture frame. On the stage there was a plate of fruit and a tea set. Several aloe flowers inserted in an ancient vase quietly bloom. Lingering music floating in the air full of flowers. daparo holding a pencil, completely immersed in their own illustration of the world. One stroke, depicting the heart of the ups and downs. Is facing the desk, it is more