我与美术的结缘,还得回溯至我两三岁时的孩提时代。那时,我特别喜欢随意涂鸦,门前的水泥地、四周洁白的墙都是我的画板,而一截树枝、一块碎砖、一枚贝壳都可以充当我的画笔,让我玩个不亦乐乎。记得4岁时的某日,我突发灵感,在一个穿洞的纸杯里装上水,就用纸杯里滴下来的水在水泥场上作画。爸爸瞅见了,连忙用手 My association with fine arts has to go back to my childhood when I was two or three years old. At that time, I especially liked graffiti at random. The concrete floor in front of me and the white walls around me were all my art palette. A bunch of branches, a piece of broken brick and a shell could serve as my brush. Fun. I remember the day when I was 4 years old, I suddenly inspired to put water in a perforated paper cup, painting on the cement field with the water dripping from the paper cup. Dad saw it, quickly hand