The author, with an overwhelming emotion, recorded in words the bright stars that crossed the night sky and created this masterpiece -- "Voices on Canvas".
If the masters are speaking with their brushes, the author is the best interpreter of words. Mr. Nie is not only transmitting the voice on the canvas, but also his own thoughts on life. Words from the heart can be found everywhere in the text.
I'll take a paragraph from my thoughts on Monet -- Critics of any era are almost always ridiculously behind their time, and even more so behind those of innovative writers and artists. If I may be more pointed, I think critics are in fact lice who suck the blood of artists, who never give anything away, but only add to it. All their efforts do not contribute to the birth of new artistic techniques, but rather are a kind of harmful garbage. This is true in China and in the West; it is true in the world of painting and it is no exception in the world of literature.