这世界真真假假鼾声四起,谁也叫不醒装睡的人。其实理想也没那么理想,从来都没有不朽的东西,自由飞翔的幻象才是永恒的。每天活在被雾霾和尾气填塞的空间里根本看不到对面是谁更看不到上空高处的蓝,我不适合像蛤蟆那样在污泥浊水里靠吃苍蝇和蚊虫过一辈子:更做不到像蝙蝠那样以退化眼睛为代价去适应黑暗。所以奋力向上跃起摆脱引力去飞,抖落“家”的桎梏及其尘垢奋力奔赴上方是逃离“家”和过去的唯一路径,这让我无比轻松也知道这样的分离也许会是长达一生抉择——我不会再回来了。我知道我和像我这一类人的绘画才 This world really fake snore everywhere, who also called people who do not wake up sleeping. In fact, the ideal is not so ideal, has never been immortal things, the illusion of free flying is eternal. Live in the haze and tailpipe filled the space can not see the opposite is who can not see the sky above the sky, I do not like toad flies in mud and muddy water like eating flies and mosquitoes over life: more can not do Adapt to darkness at the expense of degenerating eyes like bats. So leaped upwards and leaped away from the gravitational force to go off and shake off the shyness of the “home” and its scorch, and struggling to the top was the only way to escape from the “home” and the past, which made me very relaxed and aware that such a separation might It is a lifetime choice - I will not be back. I know that I and others like me painting talent