自述:我像天山上的一棵松、一株草,蓝天、白云、冰川、溪流浸染并滋养着我——天山和伊犁于是便成了我的母亲,提起笔是她,放下笔还是她。小时纠结于画得像不像,长大了纠结于怎么把心里的那个“她”表现出来。伊犁的风光美得无可挑剔,但是被如实地画出来的她只能说是个美女,而不是“母亲”。后来,通过在中央美术学院学习,我打开 Readme: I am like a pine on the Tianshan Mountains, a grass, blue sky, white clouds, glaciers, streams and nourishing me - Tianshan and Ili therefore became my mother, pen is her, put down the pen or her. Hour tangled in the picture is not like, grew up tangled in how to mind that “her ” showed. Ili scenery is impeccable beauty, but was drawn as she can only be described as a beauty, not “mother ”. Later, by studying at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, I opened it