I like painting since I was a child.

I spent my childhood in a small mountain village in Longnan, Gansu. Huaxi in spring, lotus pond in summer, mountains in autumn and heavy snow in winter all left a beautiful and deep impression in my memory. The colorful natural world tempts and encourages me to pick up pencils and crayons, draw what I see and keep it in my heart forever. Although it's graffiti, I'm proud of it, and I have an indissoluble bond with painting in the praise of my parents and neighbors. At that time, I had a dream to be a real painter in the future.

After graduating from college majoring in fine arts, I became an art teacher, which can be regarded as a continuation of my dream of being a painter. Although I don't need to be too "specialized" in this profession, I have always loved art and maintained a very "pure" motivation, which is quite lucky. Therefore, no matter how busy I am at work, I don't want to put down my brush. Moreover, I often focus on children's art teaching and art creation, but the contradiction between them is always greater than the agreement. This is really a helpless choice. I sometimes even think that becoming a professional painter may always be a difficult dream for me. I envy those painters who work in a park-like environment. They have plenty of time, environmental conditions and academic atmosphere. However, I am a little paranoid, and the superior environment may not determine the level and achievements of a painter. Many accomplished "amateur painters" are strong evidence to support my theory. I just walked slowly. In a national art exhibition, I participated with countless professional painters, and I was among the best, which greatly stimulated my painting talent, enhanced my self-confidence and provided me with endless motivation.

Because I am busy with teaching, I don't have enough creative time and artistic atmosphere, but I have experienced the richness of artistic creation sources in the ordinary and complicated life in Longnan, which is absolutely impossible for professional painters who leave the Academy to feel in the limited time of collecting wind and sketching. From the place where I work, I can see grasslands, wilderness, mountains and rivers, herders, and snow on Wushaoling from time to time, and I can experience the simple, true and frank western customs at any time. A rich foundation of life is the best gift from God. The most interesting thing is that whenever I finish a painting, there are often a group of ordinary "audiences" with high or low cultural level around me. They freely "judge things" and talk about their feelings without hesitation. I benefited a lot from it and gradually fell in love with realistic figure painting, which is very simple in creative ideas and techniques. Art is for the people. People don't like painters with obviously poor modeling ability, but flaunt their "exaggeration" and "deformation".

I am often glad that God has endowed me with the nature of splashing ink. Whenever a piece of soft and plain white paper is displayed on the book case, my happy, pure and frank heart is aroused, and the helplessness, sadness and boredom of the world of mortals will float away in an instant. Rich emotions and imagination will fly on the holy paper with the godsend ink, and my inner throb will be dragged by transparent or colorful spray, without constraints and restrictions. At this time, I always have an endless passion and impulse. Deep down, I live in a world full of great joy, where I nourish my spirit, write about people, understand life and cultivate a pure and straightforward childlike innocence. All this has given me all kinds of comfort as a painter. But it also brought me unhappiness and inconvenience, that is, my insensitivity and clumsiness in interpersonal communication outside painting. Every time I think about it, I feel annoyed and helpless. Although I also know how to please those who don't pretend to know their major, even to achieve a certain goal, I never want to do that. Perhaps, this just makes me unique in art. In my opinion, painting is an art accompanied by unhappiness and happiness. Perhaps this is also a factor or law that makes a painter.

I advocate stalwart, trying to dip the palette in my heart with painstakingly condensed colored ink, spend a lot of money, wipe the sky before dawn, and let the East and even the world bathe in the brilliant morning glow of truth, goodness and beauty. Maybe it's because I inherited my parents' stubborn personality, or maybe it's because of the experience of tempering. I can hit the wall several times and still have no hesitation. Now, after 25 years of teaching, I left school and became a painter in the Academy of Painting. I am very grateful to the teachers such as Guo Wentao, Shengyuan Zhang, Li Mingquan and Li Baofeng who taught me, and those who gave me support and help when I was in trouble.

Art is endless, introspection comes and goes. I am young and have a long way to go. I should be rigorous in my study, and one day I can climb to the top!

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