My good friend Jiang Qiong first met you on a sunny afternoon. When I graduated from primary school, I first came into contact with the wonderful and vast art world, and you were just beginning to enter the path. At that time, we were still green and immature in primary school, and the first feeling you gave me was that I was sensitive and shy hw.com.cn ”Push "little boy" for you.
After a few days, I finally know that you are not a boy, but a girl - such as the fake package. But because you have always been the most silent and hardworking one in the studio, I often feel the deep sense of distance, so my impression of you only stays at the shallow level of 'silent painting, good and hardworking girl'.
Until later & hellip; & hellip;
Until later, I became more and more used to the existence of such a person around me: I deeply remember hearing you talk about your dreams, and I saw the brightest light in your eyes in the world; every time I wait for you to paint in the evening, I always see you sitting in front of the desk thinking hard; watching you gallop freely on the basketball court in the sun, as if that is your home court; looking at you drawing paper At that time, I was also envious of you, because you not only have a dream, but also have the important premise to realize your dream - confidence, diligence and solid.
So of course, I didn't expect to fight with you one day in the future. My temporary intention is to take it seriously. The strong wind in Beijing has blown away my unforgettable trip for a whole week, and the dust in the sky can hardly cover my memory.
Once you asked me half jokingly what it would be if you were compared to an animal. I will compare you to a black cat, I say you are a black cat, of course, not limited to your skin color. But in my heart, you are an independent animal like a cat, a dormant leopard, a clingy and independent contradiction. You have nine lives, so you can definitely pursue your dreams. I look at you every day from the pile of thicker books out of your little head, you keep on studying late into the night with a flashlight. I've heard people talk about your admiration for success, but they don't understand how hard it is to succeed. No one knows your difficulty better than me.
And those days of staying up late to draw together, those days of vacation training, those days of learning in the dark, the moment I close my eyes and open them again, they no longer belong to me.
I know how difficult it is to cope with the learning content of the second grade of junior high school, under the pressure of the local entrance examination, while learning the more difficult courses of the third grade of junior high school. I also know that while stepping up the study of culture, I have to take time to draw, which adds to the burden. Fortunately, you are the kind of person who studies hard and perseveres, so you are not knocked down by a lot of pressure. I'm proud of you.
Now you have finally realized your dream. You have successfully defeated nearly 2000 excellent art students from all over the country and won the admission quota of the middle school attached to the central United States. You finally reap enough for your efforts. And I believe that your stage will never be limited to CCTV. I look forward to your becoming a rising star in the art world!