Fang Yi understands and understands all the major principles! Fang Yi can tell you a lot without anyone else telling you, but Fang Yi won't apply these to himself, at least sometimes he won't.
, for example now. Fang Yi only focuses on his own ideas and his own canvas. Everything else seems to be unimportant.
Putting down the brush in his hand, Fang Yi sighed softly, feeling the loneliness in his heart return to his heart again, that feeling of helplessness as if he was walking alone on a road full of thorns.
Loneliness enveloped me, and I seemed to look up at the sky, but my own sky was also dim with no trace of light.
Looking up at the window, the sun was hanging high, it seemed that it was already noon. Fang Yi threw down the brush and turned around and left the studio. Now Fang Yi needs to drive out this gloomy feeling. For the most important thing now
A good way is
See her friends. As for Zheng Yuan, although Fang Yi wants to see her a little more in her heart, she is very busy with her work, especially now that she has just joined the Los Angeles Philharmonic and became a cellist, and is busy becoming the chief cellist.
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Fang Yi has never expressed his thoughts to Zheng Yuan. Firstly, he doesn't have much time, and secondly, it is out of a brief summary of his last two relationships. He has made several speculations, but Fang Yi doesn't seem to see any good results.
As a result, it is better to keep this friendship than to do this. Besides, Fang Yi doesn't have much time to think about this now. His first priority is to paint.
After leaving the studio, Yeda walked up to Fang Yi and said, "Sir, lunch is ready. Do you want to eat now?"
"No! I'll go to Artur's place for a walk, and I won't have lunch." After Fang Yi said that, he frowned and walked out of the house. He went to the stable and saddled the horse skillfully, then got on the horse and faced
He jogged away in the direction of Artur's house.
The closer he got to Altur's small farm, the more Fang Yi's brows widened. By the time he stood at the gate of the farm, Fang Yi already had a smile on his face.
Fang Yi slid off the horse and shouted into the house: "Altur!" Fang Yi began to loosen the saddle's girdle, took off the saddle and placed it directly on the wooden railing next to it, and also took off the cushion.
, conveniently slapped Mr. Meek on the horse's ass, and Mr. Meek, who was already familiar with him, ran towards the direction of the red dates. As for the red dates, the place where the red dates were was the crop field planted by Artur.
When it comes to not playing with crops, Artur is far inferior to his painting skills. In Fang Yi's opinion, it's just a matter of just sprinkling the seeds into the ground. As for whether they grow or not, it's not Artur who can do it.
I’ve considered it. But in Rudd’s words, Altur’s food is definitely considered organic food.
"Yi!" Artur heard Fang Yi's voice and walked out of the house: "Just in time, we are going fishing together in the afternoon, you come too!".
"Just the two of us?" Fang Yi smiled and walked towards the house.
"Rudd will come here later. Keshma was also coming, but there seems to be something going on at his daughter's school, so he can't come today." Artur explained to Fang Yi and then turned around and entered the room.
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Fang Yi entered the room and sat on the sofa: "I haven't eaten anything yet. Do you have anything to eat here? Get me some."
"If you didn't come earlier, all the bread is left now. How about I get you a hamburger?" Artur had just eaten here. He didn't expect that Fang Yi hadn't eaten yet, so he thought for a moment and said.
"Just fry two pieces of beef." Fang Yi was not polite and said directly to his friend. After listening to Fang Yi's words, Artur went directly to the refrigerator and took out two pieces of beef, tore open the packaging and put them in the pan to fry.
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"Keshima is really like a father now!" Artur said loudly to Fang Yi while looking at the pot.
Fang Yi smiled after hearing this: "I didn't expect that he would have such patience." Keshima's stepfather did a really good job, and he really loved being a father. Although the little girl followed her mother in China,
She learned a little English. But this is the United States and her English level is not good enough.
Being skilled in communicating with his classmates, he was naturally a little autistic. Keshima was very busy because of this matter. Fang Yi and the others also knew that Keshima sincerely regarded this little girl as his own child, and
The little girl also quickly accepted Keshima, and her father was very skillful in calling him.
Nowadays, Fang Yi rarely talks about his artistic ideas when meeting with his friends, and Artur rarely asks about them. They only talk about happy things when they are together. Just like now. Everyone starts from Keshma's daughter
, talked about Rude’s new model.
Before Fang Yi finished half of the foreign meat buns, Rude opened the door and walked in. He looked at Fang Yi sitting on the sofa, chewing on it, said hello, and sat across from the sofa.
With a piece of bread and beef in his mouth, Fang Yi looked at Rude, who was sitting across from him: "Why do I feel that you look more and more like a comedian now? What's that Charlie Sheen name?" Rude is now dressed in a big pair.
The shorts and short sleeves on the upper body look just like that Hollywood actor who commits domestic violence. As for doing these things, this actor
I'm afraid it's much worse than Rude's. As soon as Rude's house is opened, there will probably be at least five or six naked girls milling around. If the old boy calls a girl's name,
Either she is a model or she is not suitable for children. It can be said that she has completely brought the wild energy of Paris to Los Angeles.
Not to mention that Rude's attitude towards life is very attractive to some people. Of course, for some people, Rude's current life seems to have become an ideal state. There are many women around him, not only quality but also
There is a lot of money, and the income is good. In the eyes of these people, Rudd's life is as unrestrained and free as a Roman aristocrat. Although some of the Los Angeles media who criticized Rudd's life made fun of it a lot.
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Fang Yi also doesn't understand why these people think that the women with big breasts and big hips hired by Rude are of high quality. In Fang Yi's opinion, some of Rude's models are just burdensome, an unrealistic and exaggerated burden.
To put it bluntly, Fang Yi looked at Rude's model like a candied haws skewered together, and there were only two hawthorns pierced on one pole, giving the whole feeling of two round balls being put together.
"I don't think you are right anymore." Rude also laughed and joked about Fang Yi: "From the handsome young man to the bankrupt rancher, you and Anders have always been personable in the past, and now this
At first glance, I thought they were queuing up for relief.”
After bickering with Rude for a while, and a large piece of bread stuffed with meat, Fang Yi was in a good mood. Together with the two of them, he took the fishing poles and some folding chairs and walked two steps to the not far away place.
On the small river, the three of them got into position and started fishing for their own fish.
For Fang Yi, it is not important whether he catches fish or not. He is here to enjoy this moment of friendship with his friends. When Artur and Rude were concentrating on putting on the bait, Fang Yi directly grabbed a piece of earthworm.
Cross it sideways and it becomes
It turned into an earthworm, hung on the hook, and threw it into the somewhat turbulent river. Then, it pretended to look at its fishing rod and began to think about the fish taking the bait. As for the two people not far away, they were making a nest or something.
It seemed to Fang Yi that this was all unnecessary.
There were a lot of fish in this small river, and soon Rude and Artur both caught something. Each caught a fish weighing one or two pounds, and it was quite fat. You could tell at a glance that it was a fish.
Bangzi Laomei raised the fish in the water very well. Fang Yi also gained something, but the bait was eaten clean by the fish in the water, and the fish ran away without giving up the dignity.
Fang Yi pulled up the pole, looked at it, and then threw it back, as if he was preparing to catch the fish in the water with Jiang Taigong. Those who wish will take the hook! If the entire empty hook is placed in the water, how can there be any fish that is really blind and bites?
Fang Yi just held the fishing rod and stared at the water, as if waiting for a miracle to come.
The gurgling river water rushes on the river bed towards the sea in the distance. The slow speed of the water causes a shallow layer of ripples on the river surface. Under the noon sun, it immediately appears sparkling. The undulations of the river water are one by one.
The small ripples shone into Fang Yi's eyes with the clarity of sunlight, making her
Fang Yi felt that the river was also full of life. Hearing the seemingly invisible sound of rushing water in his ears, and listening to the rustling sound of the surrounding trees with the breeze from time to time, Fang Yi gradually sank into himself.
With my thoughts, I felt the moment of peace that nature gave me.
Staring closely at his fishing rod that didn't move at all, only the momentum of the river water floated the fish, and even the fishing line on it bent into a beautiful arc under the breeze, gently floating in this area.
The sparkling river water ripples softly.
There is no fish in Fang Yi's heart. Instead, he is appreciating this gift of nature with all his heart, enjoying this peace, and looking at the waves in the river reflecting the rays of the sun, showing a trace of clarity.
And joy, go straight into your eyes and flow into your thoughts.
The water waves looked bright and transparent under the sunlight. When Fang Yi stared at the water waves closely. As time went by, his eyes naturally had hallucinations. The water waves began to separate, and the same ripples appeared.
In Fang Yi's eyes, two to three waves of repeated
The images appeared, making everything seem a little unreal. However, this unreality turned into a bolt of lightning and flashed through Fang Yi's mind like the most real thing. Fang Yi wanted to catch it but it flashed too fast.
I can't get anything in my mind at all.
Fang Yi's heart tightened, and his originally relaxed brows frowned tightly. He felt that his thoughts seemed to have touched something, but it seemed that he didn't get anything. Shaking his head, Fang Yi took a deep breath, and then
Once I calm down and enter this state of selflessness, I hope that a similar flash will appear in my mind again, and this time I must catch it.
Fang Yi here was like an old monk in trance, and the ancient well was still. Artur and Rude next to him quickly discovered that their friend was in a fugue state, motionless for a long time like a sculpture looking at the river.
"Yi!" Artur and the others came over and gave Fang Yi a gentle push.
"Shh!" Fang Yi gently raised his hand and said nothing but continued to stare at the river until the sun had set in the west without saying a word. Just when Fang Yi was about to give up, there was a sudden light.
That feeling came back to his thoughts for a moment, but unfortunately Fang Yi still let it slip away from his fingers.