Four-year-old Chichi learned five-character-quatrains at school, and she couldn't help writing her own couplet after going home. She said, "Birds fly and chirp against thousands of mountains, the jug is filled with water." When her mom told me the anecdote, an image formed immediately in my mind.
I couldn't draw in the past week, but I figure I was trying to fill my jug. This weekend I waved goodbye to the summer of 2012, deactivated my facebook account, and most of all, discarded waiting and guessing in the murky dark. I am going on with my bright and clear life. Different from the past, I start to feel bored with my narrow life circle. It's time for self-expansion...