Ye Xiaoxian: Why study art?

Because there is pain in real life.

If the pain is described realistically and vividly, it will be much less toxic to the mind. But if you don't study literature and art, if you have pain, let it rot in your stomach. Worry and pain invade and hurt your internal organs like a computer virus.

Take me for example. People have many ways to relieve their pain: monks meditate by chanting scriptures, city people see psychologists, country people tell fortune, and I write and draw. This is my initial way to relieve my pain, and it is also the internal cause of my love for literature and art.

I was in great pain this morning!

Why are you forced to lie to make others happy when you live to forty?

When I answered your question in Baidu, I took you for me.

Write the cause, development and calm reflection of this morning's pain with descriptive skills.

White lies reassure the family. Insist that I'm at work and only come back one day a week. Home is not where I stay. I stayed at home for a long time, and my whole family was worried about me. They repeated this sentence like Tang Priest chanting: Other young people go out to work to earn money. Why just touch it at home? In the village, people were crushed to death by quarrels. If not, you will feel ashamed and hold your head up.

I want to keep a few acres of barren land, live a poor life and study with a little savings, but my family is against it. Call me an idiot and compare me with this person in the village.

I can't go back to my hometown!

There is a powerful force behind you urging you to leave your hometown, your family and go to other places to work and earn money like most people.

Self - exile

People know how to change when they are forced. To tell the truth, it's hard to move if you go straight.

Outside, I still do freelancing without any regrets, even though I have had a narrow escape. Follow your heart, do what you like, stick to your trajectory and run out of life!

Sorted out the ins and outs of the pain, and lightened the heavy realistic burden in my heart.