Brief introduction of Chen Yilin

Scorpio was born in the mid-1980s.

Now engaged in painting art, poetry, prose, essays, photography and other creations.

He has unique views on painting, music, movies, clothing, philosophy, photography, poetry and literature.

Chinese name: Chen Yilin.

Occupation: painter

Masterpiece: Portrait

Constellation: Scorpio

pigment

portrait

People stay away from tea and calm down.

Poetry works

Our fingers met.

Our fingers met.

Like spinning red dancing shoes.

Lonely stage

Dancing shoes

There are no gorgeous lights.

What wonderful music.

Enjoy it.

this time

God gave us

How intense is it?

How peaceful.

love

Suddenly I feel that love is not an oak tree.

Not a twining vine.

But two opposing flowers.

But the wind blows every minute.

Where are my flowers?

Where are my flowers?

Where did it go?

Why do you make me linger?

Where's Lily?

Where is dandelion?

Why is there only wind?

the original

They were all blown away by the wind.

therefore

I told the wind

Take me with you, too

delegation

History has given you such a mission.

Practice alone

No enemies

No friends

definitely not

Only spirit.

Only the soul

Only freedom

original text

the original

I am a bird.

Fly in your own air

the original

I am a fish.

Swimming in your own water

the original

I am a mouse.

Looking for food in your own dark night

then

I fold my wings.

then

I put away my fins.

then

I put away my paws.

Red dancing shoes

wind

Always unpredictable

snow

Willing to listen

But the wind melted the snow.

wind

Go play.

snow

Keep walking.

Leaving only a lonely space

I still dance solo.

A pair of red dancing shoes that never fall off.

rotate

Life is like a leaf.

Spring growth

Summer prosperity

Withered in autumn

Winter brewing

Repeated destruction and resurrection

With a certain degree of sadness and desolation.

Once lonely and gorgeous

A certain degree of perseverance and desire.

Fireworks in your arms

Follow each other

Each other's shadows

Fireworks blooming in the arms

Quietly arrival

_ Horn's lonely and quiet escape

Moss in the damp and dark

Watch the night sky with fireworks.

Aesthetic color

flourish

Fireworks in full bloom

Drive away the deep cover

In full bloom

Even for a moment.