长期的学校生活,使我们在艺术技巧上追求的更多了,但和生活却渐渐疏远了。我们确实了解自己吗?不一定。我总感到我在艺术上是个弱婴,一棵石下小草。在这时刻,我找到了一个乳母——民间美术。前年寒假,我去了陕西,寻找我自身没有的东西和失去的东西,大有养气、补血之感。黄土高原,黄河的水,黄陵的松柏,被温暖的阳光照耀着,使人呼吸到一种全新的空气。高亢,粗犷的“信 Long-term school life, so that we pursue more artistic skills, but life and life are gradually estranged. Do we really understand ourselves? Not necessarily. I always feel that I am a weak boy in art, a stone under the grass. At this moment, I found a nurse - folk art. The year before last winter vacation, I went to Shaanxi, looking for what I did not have and lost something, a great sense of raising blood, blood. Loess Plateau, the Yellow River water, Huangling pine and cypress, was shining warm sun, people breathe a brand new air. High-pitched, rugged ”letter