The maid and the master are so vulgar themes, and they are written so many times that they completely lose my appetite. But here, what I see is a story that is not a story, after which anyone can easily deny the existence of everything.
And I naturally like this kind of texture and brushstrokes, which are light and delicate, and everything is overflowing without a word.
Her eyebrows were so pale that she could barely see it, and her expression was calm and undulating most of the time. She was very aware of her identity and the development of the plot, so naturally, after witnessing the intimacy between the master and his wife, she had a relationship with the butcher. The son's kiss, with the eruption of passion after the portrait, is just a need to have a real place to put it, and it does not need to have any relationship with love.
No one can say it clearly, but everyone knows that the various undercurrents running through it, such as the strings full of tension, play this melody of forbearance and humility but the inner tenacity of spirituality. He was attracted little by little, the left and right hands when mixing paint, her anger broke out after she asked for help, the unconcealed excitement under the unreasonable and arrogant request of the gold master, the wife looked at him and the eyes he looked at her, everything seemed There is and there is no and it is obvious.
Her blond hair is scattered, as bright as the sun breaking through the clouds, it is the bloom in the crevices. He told her to purse her lips three times, and time was about to freeze quietly. He pierced her ears, the red blood, sweetness and pain, his fingers brushed her lips, she turned her head, he got up - after all, there was nothing, thankfully there was nothing - the portrait became eternity, just All right.
In fact, seeing the artist's wife finally can no longer rely on her body to continue to dress gracefully and calmly, when the hysterical sadness erupts, there is a sigh of pity that cannot be ignored - as expected, it is better not to mention your man, otherwise he will go to other women Get your self-esteem back there. Shaking shadows in the neck can raise people's minds. It is not that there is no beauty, it is not that there is no cooperation, but for the artist, it is just not enough.
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