还在上个世纪初的时候,先辈油画艺术家们在那个时代特有的神圣力量的感召下,满怀信心地迈出了古老而凝重的故土,踏上了学习西方的求异之路。唯有刚剪掉辫子的头发在悲壮的海风中些许感到了某种凉意,当有人预言架上绘画即将走向死亡时,这种凉意更真实地徘徊于我们这些不守本分的后生心头,几代人孜孜以求的油画艺术,到我 Still at the beginning of the last century, the ancestral oil painting artists, inspired by the unique divine power of that era, took the confidence and confidence of ancient and dignified native land and embarked on the path of learning differences in the West. Only the hair of a freshly cut out pigtail felt a little bit of coolness in the tragic sea breeze. When somebody predicted that the painting on the stand was about to die, the coolness hovering more faithlessly in those of us, Generation diligently in the oil art, to me