childhood, there were some odd pictures always emerging in my dreams,
I do not remember the concrete contents of the dream, but visible
or invisible appearance of these forms always entwine with my soul
together, often making me fidgety. Later one day I unintentionally
drew a few sketches and my heart started to feel calm, and had an
indescribable pleasant feeling, then I took the paintbrushes and another
world was discovered.
of any circumstances, I would continue to paint for ever.