He Qiuye, a talented painter from Northern Xinjiang, has sickly whiteness, sickly thinness and delicate red body. He is charming, mysterious and cold.
--Q&A session
Editor: Where does the inspiration for your paintings come from?
He Qiuye: I starved for three days and three nights in northern Xinjiang, and then I felt like I was on the verge of death.
Editor (shocked): Well, will you see a revolving lantern?
He Qiuye: No, I still have to have the strength to save myself.
Editor: Have you ever had a revolving door experience?
He Qiuye: Yes
Editor: When
He Qiuye: 16 years old
Editor: Can you tell me what caused it?
He Qiuye: Inconvenient
Editor: Haha, okay
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On the third day of enduring hunger, suffering from abdominal cramps, countless scenes would flash before He Qiuye's eyes, going back and forth, breaking her will and mobilizing her deepest emotions, including fear, crying, and disgust.
But is that a revolving door?
No, it was just a disease she had to endure in order to live.
"Touch"
He Qiuye felt that he had come to another world, a boat, a river and two boundless pieces of land, one barren and one full of other shore flowers.
At this time, countless pictures came to He Qiuye
"What did you see this time, He Qiuye?"
"I saw it, Ren Shuying."
Purpose: Slowly learn to love others and learn to reconcile with this unfair world