I have come half a dozen exercise books will be sewn together, it is expected a lengthy masterpiece, but I soon lose this great interest in the subject. Now I still keep my painted illustrations multiple frames, describes this ideal society services, construction, interior decoration, including the library, "Yanwu Hall", chocolate shops, roof garden. Public dining pavilion is a lotus pond. I do not remember if there is a cinema and a socialist - though the lack of these two products of civilization, they seem just fine.
The age of nine, I hesitated not know music or art should be chosen to be my lifelong career. Watched a video describing the poor painter, I cried and decided to be a pianist, in a magnificent concert hall performances. For color, notes, words, I am extremely sensitive. When I play the piano, I imagine that the eight notes of a different character, wearing a colorful hat dance together. I learned to write articles, like to use strong color, the sound sonorous words such as "Pearl Ash", "Evening", "wan wonderful", "splendour", "melancholy", so often made a pile of problems. Until now, I still love to watch "Strange" and the report of the Paris fashion tacky is attractive to such words.
At school I get free development. My confidence growing stronger, until I was sixteen years old, my mother came back from France, the daughter of her many years of study after nearly a bit.
"I regret your past typhoid nursing care," she told me, "I'd rather see you dead, do not want to see you live by your own pain everywhere." I found that I do not Xiaoping Guo, through hard work I learn to make socks. I'm afraid of the barber shop, afraid of meeting customer, afraid to try clothes tailor. Many people tried to teach me to weave wool, but not a success. Lived two years in a room and asked me where I was at a loss bell. I take the rickshaw to the hospital every day, injections, after another three months, still do not know that road. All in all, in the real society, I mean a waste.
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