Of course I'm interested. Although everyone will go abroad to study painting, it's just because many domestic painters don't accept disciples, or they will accept one or two, and there are no other people at all.
But I don't know what I drew and when I handed it over?
"What's the matter? What happened?" Qiu Lin Yan accompanied me to watch Korean dramas with popcorn. He was so bored that he almost fell asleep. Seeing that I answered a phone call, he stood still and yawned.
"Well, I'm actually a little confused." I knocked on my head: "the painting exhibition called me and said that my painting didn't achieve very good results. Do you think it's strange? This painting exhibition gave everyone two months, but I haven't even touched my pen in two months. When did I give it to them to draw? Was it when I was sleepwalking?"
"Silly girl, maybe you're sleepwalking?" Qiu Lin Yan pointed in the direction of the exhibition and said, "do you want to go and have a look? There are so many beautiful paintings in the exhibition. It's good for painting if you look at others."
"OK, let's go now. I can't wait. If I make a mistake, it will definitely hit my life."
I hurriedly asked Qiu Linyan to drive to the exhibition, but when I saw the painting on the exhibition, I stayed where I was, looked back and looked at Qiu Linyan incredulously. Isn't that painting placed in our home, covered by canvas and hasn't been opened yet?
"Come closer so you can see clearly." Qiu Lin Yan took my hand, walked step by step to the corridor, pointed to the painting and said, "you see, it's a perfect and beautiful painting. Otherwise, it won't be placed in the most central position."
My hand gently touched the frame, carefully, and my eyes fell on the picture. For a moment, I felt like I wanted to cry.
The whole painting presents a grayish black tone. Even the background is bleak grayish black. The dilapidated dead leaves and the festering grass are so bleak. A bird standing in a tree raises its head high, as if it is also making a sad cry. The sky is full of dark clouds, which dye the ground dark brown.
The woman lying on the ground was disheveled and couldn't see her facial features. At her feet, there was a huge gray black vortex, as if she was about to suck her in, because her feet had become blurred and half of them had stretched into the vortex. She raised her head and looked at the man standing in front of her, with the flashing light in her eyes and infinite vision.
The man has a long body and bright colors, which are in sharp contrast to the surrounding colors, as if he were people from two worlds.
His handsome as like as two peas in cynical Qiu Linyan, the sharp corners, the beautiful and evil, the radiant, the unruly and the unruly eyes, the way of looking at the woman on the ground, so soft, the right hand slightly lifted, and stretching out the hand to the woman, breaking through the cloud's little sunshine, just shining on his outstretched hand. Let his hands shine a little gold.
His thin lips opened slightly, as if to say, "come with me, I'll take you out of hell."
I named this painting redemption. It was originally intended to be given to Qiu Linyan. When it was not painted well, he had to see it every day. On the day I painted it well, we were having trouble. Then we went on a wedding tour. Up to now, I didn't have time to tell Qiu Linyan what had been painted well, but I didn't expect that he would send the painting here.
"I gave you this painting. If you send it here, it won't be yours." I muttered.
This painting contains the feeling of seeing hope and redemption when I met Qiu Linyan in a desperate situation. At that time, I completely regarded Qiu Linyan as my hope and my only hope.
"The people on this painting are all me. How can they not be mine? I asked. After the exhibition has been on display for a period of time, there will be a charity auction. At that time, I will buy it back and hang it in our house, okay?" Qiu Lin said with a smile.