清早,拉开窗帘,没有霾,阳光洒满窗台。清洗画具,揭去画板上的蒙布,按下喜欢的音乐,开始如往常一样的勾染,心情随着播出的旋律,平静或澎湃。从早至晚,天天复始,狭小却独立的空间,简单而快乐。没有任何事能像画工笔这般让我满足,让我安心。窗外渐渐熙攘,车水马龙到灯火阑珊。我有时融入这风景,有时跳出风景之外描绘风景,我知道我的笔下会更加多彩。工笔画之于我,说复杂真复杂。传统,未来,技巧,格 Early in the morning, opened the curtains, there is no haze, sunlit windowsill. Wash the painting, remove the mask on the drawing board, press the favorite music, began as usual, streaks, mood with the melodrama broadcast, calm or surging. From morning to night, day after day, small but independent space, simple and happy. Nothing can satisfy me like painting, let me feel at ease. Gradually bustling windows, busy to the dim light. I sometimes blend in this scenery, sometimes out of the landscape depicting the scenery, I know my pen will be more colorful. Meticulous to me, that complex really complicated. Tradition, future, skill, cell