Sketch for Mandala
The topic of the world of mortals often hangs on the lips of history/It annoys ordinary people/It also annoys eminent monks/Moreover, the philosophers with profound eyes/Leave a thousand words/Massive treatises/In the end, it cannot be resisted/There is one truth in life (excerpted from Liu Xifang's "Endless Love")
The ending of love is not only comedy and tragedy, or mixed, but it has too many endings, just like the story I am going to tell. That true story that happened to me, when my hands were typing on the keyboard, I knew that I was writing for my heart. I always think that every love story is different, if you tell it in detail. It is said that love is like a mantra. You can get closer, but if you get too close, you will be poisoned. People who are poisoned are very happy when they take drugs, but they are extremely painful when they attack. But drug addicts don't just "take drugs" and "attack". What I want to talk about is the process in between.
I carefully used my words to draw the sketches. When I get old, looking at the yellowed pages, how will I feel? I don't know, but he probably had a peaceful smile that reached deep into his eyes.