Lian Hua put down the last color on the drawing paper and finally put away the pen with satisfaction. She took a deep breath of air and tried to calm down the throbbing in her heart that was infected by art.
Finally, she completed the most satisfying work of the day. She painted what she felt today, and an unparalleled sense of satisfaction came to her heart.
Her mind seemed to have been cleansed by this painting. She hadn't felt her progress for a long time. This painting gave her more inspiration and understanding, making her seem to be moving towards the most ideal state.
A step was taken.
"What do I look like today?" Zhan Shaoqing had already finished taking a shower and changed clothes. He gently sat on the wheelchair to relax. Seeing Lian Hua put away his pen, he came over and raised his head and asked softly, "Do you have a new one?"
understood?"
"Come and see." Lian Hua smiled and waved to Zhan Shaoqing. She now needs the audience to appreciate the painting she painted. Although this is not the design she finalized for Zhan, it is the one she is quite satisfied with recently.
She couldn't wait to see someone understand her paintings.
Zhan Shaoqing stepped forward and stood up to take a look. He had just stood up, and just glanced at the painting, and he was completely shocked.
The painting shows two people. Against the background of a large expanse of sky blue, he is sitting in a wheelchair, stretching out his arms in a throwing motion. His eyes are looking upward, with joy and concern in his eyes.
He was tense and ready to catch Xiaobai who was thrown into the sky at any time. Xiaobai waved his arms and stopped in the air as if flying on the sky blue background. Xiaobai's face showed a happy look of laughter, without any trace of it.
A trace of panic and fear, only the purest and most innocent happiness.
The father threw his son into the air, and his limbs and body still maintained the posture of catching the throw. He was always on guard against his son falling to the ground and was always ready to pick him up. The son was thrown into the air by his father, happily enjoying the joy of flying, with his father beside him.
Down, he played with confidence, without the slightest fear of the possible danger of falling.
His father is the thick and stable mountain, and Xiaobai is his son, a naughty life attached to the mountain. The mountain uses the most solid shoulders to support life and make it a home, lifts life to the highest height, and uses its own body to
Be your child's ladder to heaven, and use everything you have to exchange for the best things for your son.
Father and son are dependent on each other, close, trustful and inseparable.
"It's beautiful, very beautiful. Is this me?" Zhan Shaoqing was stunned. He had never seen such an expression on his own. He looked at Xiaobai as if he was looking at the whole world, with full of doting.
and love, with a father's deepest tolerance and reliance on his child. In the painting, he loves Xiaobai so much, and the relationship with Xiaobai is so harmonious and intimate. This is a scene that he could not even imagine.
But it was painted by Lian Hua as if it were real.
"I saw the new you today, and combined with your look and expression when you were feeding Xiaobai yesterday, I drew this picture." Lian Hua said with emotion, "Recently, I have realized that the new you is the face of you.
The fatherly love that emerged for Xiaobai when you were young is a completely new side of you. You probably didn't know that you had such a deep fatherly love hidden in your heart before, right? Now it has completely exploded. Believe me, look at Xiaobai.
Her expression will only be more doting and doting than this, that is you, that is you."
"It turns out that I am a father like this..." Zhan Shaoqing sighed and looked at the brush strokes of the painting carefully. After a long time, he finally couldn't help but said, "But... you paint Xiaobai better than me.
More skillful, smooth, and emotional..."
Although he is not a professional painter, anyone can tell by looking at the two people in the painting that Lian Hua's depiction of Xiao Bai is more affectionate and rich, while for him, although he is equally skilled in painting, he is also very good.
, but compared with Xiaobai’s demeanor, there is much less hidden love.
Lian Hua savored the understanding of painting and said: "That is natural. I have been painting Xiaobai since he was born. He has been my model for four years. Even if I paint with my eyes closed, I can express everything about Xiaobai."
When you come out, not a single hair will be messed up. But I am very unfamiliar with you. Your appearance, figure, expression and demeanor, I have to imitate you in order to draw them. It is inevitable that the brushwork will appear astringent.
Some. However, I think the more I draw, the better I will be and I will become more and more fluent."
When she first drew, her eyes only shuttled between the paper and Zhan Shaoqing, which was why. She knew Xiaobai, but she didn't know much about Zhan Shaoqing. In order to make the drawing perfect, she had to spend more of her energy on it.
Observing Zhan Shao leaning up, this was definitely not the reason Xiaobai imagined. She was not looking at his daddy, and she didn't even take a glance at him.
Mentioning Xiao Bai, Lian Hua suddenly panicked. She hurriedly asked the doctor and servant beside her: "Where has Xiao Bai gone? I remember that he seemed to have ran out just now. Where did he go!"
Lian Hua was a little panicked. She seemed to be obsessed with designing just now and ignored Xiao Bai's coquettishness. Then her son ran out in anger. Zhan's family is so big, if he just found a place to hide, how would she find him?
Zhan Shaoqing said hurriedly: "Lian Hua, don't worry, I have already asked the housekeeper to look after Xiaobai all the way. He is playing in the garden now."
"Oh, put the painting here for now, I'm going to find Xiaobai!" Lian Hua hurriedly covered the painting with the canvas and ran out in a hurry. She was afraid that Xiaobai would be so angry that he would ignore her.
Sometimes her son gets petty, and no matter how much she coaxes him, it's no use!
Just when Zhan Shaoqing was about to say another word, he saw that Lian Hua had already run away. With a sigh, Zhan Shaoqing lamented that the victory time he enjoyed was really short-lived. Look, Lian Hua is awake now.
He immediately left him and went to find Xiaobai.
In the fight with Xiaobai for Lian Hua, he still lost more than he won and ignored it. In the future, he and Xiaobai will still fight for each other.
Touching his nose, Zhan Shaoqing turned around in his wheelchair and followed Lian Hua. As a mother, she was so concerned and confused that she ran out without even asking which garden it was. There were more than two or three gardens in the Zhan family.
Does Lian Hua still need to look for her one by one? She still needs him to take the housekeeper to guide her!
Zhan Shaoqing caught up with Lian Hua, and following the direction reported by the person following Xiaobai, the two of them walked towards the garden where Xiaobai stayed.
"Xiao Bai!" Lian Hua walked into the garden. As soon as she walked around a beautifully trimmed bush, she was frightened by the scene in front of her. She rushed forward to save her son, "Xiao Bai, don't move.
Mommy is here to save you!"
[Um, is anyone still reading the article now? Today’s update is a bit late, that’s it for now... I have to go to work tomorrow, good night]