"I feel very sad when I come back here, and I always feel the kind of storm that threatens you and oppresses me. What should we do? You know, I usually try my best to look cheerful, but my life is fundamentally threatened and my steps are shaking. I am worried (not completely, but a little) that I will become a burden to you and you will feel that I am a terrible thing. .
as soon as I got back here, I started painting immediately. The brush almost slipped out of my fingers, and I knew what I lacked. Since then, I have painted more than three big oil paintings. I don't need to deliberately express my desolate and extremely lonely feelings because of the large stretches of wheat fields under the uneasy sky. I hope you can see these paintings at once-I think they will tell you what I can't express in words and tell you the vibrant scene I saw in the country. It is for my own health that it is very necessary for me to paint in the garden and observe the growth of flowers. "