In the quiet night, I turned on the desk lamp in front of the study window, and the soft light dispelled the darkness in the room. Sitting at the desk, I took out my mobile phone and browsed the WeChat Moments. I don’t know when it became a habit to look at the WeChat Moments after mechanically finishing a day’s work. Some people in the circle of friends are laughing, some are complaining and some are showing off. Post your mood, post photos, and post your achievements. It can be said that there is nothing you can't think of. After browsing the last boring message, I was about to finish the last task of the day, but I was attracted by a refreshed status. It was a selfie sent by a friend of mine, with a cute and cute face that looks like crying and smiling at the same time, with Mona Lisa's smile written in the status bar. So I started chatting with the owner of this post, and I jokingly told her that Mona Lisa smiles so mysteriously because she has no teeth. She laughed, and so did I. After the conversation ended, we said good night to each other and lay in bed, but we tossed and turned for a long time and couldn't fall asleep. My thoughts were very chaotic, thinking about work, studying the conversation just now, and "Mona Lisa". My thoughts seemed to have stopped here.

? I recall that the first time I saw this painting was when I was at my worst. At that time, I had just graduated from college and had no experience. I went to a company for an interview but had a big meal - and was rejected. I remember my friend. There is a famous saying once: Graduation + no experience = unemployment. When I got home, there were endless complaints and sighs. After I calmed down, I took out the book and looked through it, but I was attracted by a picture. The picture was Zhang's famous "Mona Lisa". It’s really funny to say that I don’t know why I, who have always been simple and bookish, became very interested in this implicit and brave famous painting handed down from generation to generation. In particular, the heroine's charming smile always flashes before our eyes like a distant but clear fragment. Not for killing time, nor for archaeological research, but just for the plain word "see", just for quietly integrating into the eternal artistic conception to sublimate the soul.

Gradually, I became fascinated and began to collect stories about the woman in the painting. The computer screen also changed to her. When I looked at her again and again, I discovered that the expression of this Italian woman can produce subtle changes in different atmospheres. change. Once, I was so flustered that in order to vent my frustration, I teared up paper beside the computer out of boredom. Unintentionally, I suddenly saw the Mona Lisa on the computer screen looking at me with mocking indifference, seeming to be laughing at my ignorance. This scene made me crazy for a long time. Looking closer, she smiled back to her original gentle and beautiful look. Another time, I was sitting at my desk reading "The Biography of Napoleon". When I read about Napoleon's tragic defeat in the Battle of Waterloo, I felt heavy and felt sorry for the hero. Out of habit, I looked at the Mona Lisa again. Her eyes seemed to be filled with sadness. Could it be that she also sympathized with this tragic hero and shed tears? ?Why can frozen faces show so many expressions? I'm afraid this is what people often say that wonderful works can often produce elusive "telepathy"! Although the mystery in the painting is puzzling, I always firmly believe that this painting is a kind of refreshing ethereal rather than obstructive. of ambiguity.

Having the "Mona Lisa" in your home is equivalent to hiding an all-encompassing and comprehensive knowledge, because this true sketch of life and youth is simply a spiritual image with deep symbolism. Appreciating it requires patience, and a heart that can communicate with the past and present. I am used to the noisy and impetuous city life, and have seen too many scenes of entertainment, entertainment, and extravagance, so I cannot understand the meaning of that smile. Any simple, casual, or even cursory gaze can only make the beauty in it become a passing smoke and cannot stay in the heart forever. This is like the feeling of tasting tea "green in color, sweet in taste, slightly fragrant and slightly bitter". Only by looking through the barrier of time, watching quietly in a state of selflessness, and savoring it carefully can her eyes invade your eyes like autumn water and moisten your heart.