The creative act is not pure. History evidences it. Ideology demands it. Society exacts it. The artist loses his freedom the moment he creates a work of art.
Art is not a competition. It’s a journey.
以荼蘼花谢暗喻春光将尽,流露惜春之情
故事是作者写给自己的信,用来告诉自己那些无法以其他方式发现的事情。
你必须对你所做的事情充满热情,否则你永远不会成功。