Forest sing-along

Author: Jimi
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Publish Date: 2002-08-01
Features: People often ask why I love drawing trees so much. Actually, it's just the feeling of drawing tree trunks quietly and attentively, stroke by stroke. Deciding where it will branch out, what kind of leaves it will have—whether they are new leaves just sprouted or withering leaves about to fall. As I draw, I think, and after finishing one tree, I draw another, and slowly, a forest emerges. Who is playing in the forest, who is dancing among the trees—all of that comes much, much later.
A concert was held in the forest. Fat cats, crocodiles, mice, and frogs all took the stage. The jumping fingers, plucked strings; the low murmurs, the loud solos—all poured in the bitter pain, the anxious panic. The green buds of the heart were reborn, and smiles bloomed like flowers. The harmony of tree shadows and moonlight is thought-provoking. Let us sing and dance in the forest, enjoying the dreamlike moments of resonance.