十一黄金周,小西湖畔,秋色正浓,气温宜人,游人如织。那个画像艺人如期出现在路边大树下,尖下巴的女模特儿优雅地坐着,吸引了一大群人站在边上看画像。我也走上前,看着眼前的模特儿,暗暗比较着画稿上的人像,欣赏着艺术的美。“老师!”一个响脆的声音传来,远远的,一个孩子飞奔而来,一双黑亮的眼睛满是笑意。霎时,所有人的目光都转向这边,就连戴着迷彩帽正聚精会神画像 Golden Week, small West Lake, Autumn is thick, pleasant temperatures, visitors such as weaving. As expected, the portrait artist appeared on the curbside tree, and the sharp chin female model sat gracefully, attracting a large group of people standing on the edge of watching the portrait. I also stepped forward and looked at the model in front of me, secretly comparing portraits on canvas and admiring the beauty of art. “Teacher! ” A crisp voice came, far away, a child flew away, a pair of black eyes full of smile. Instant, everyone’s eyes turned to this side, even wearing a camouflage cap is focused on the portrait