The woods are those I think I know The stream of my childhood is by the village though; It will not see me stopping here To watch the woods fill up with snow.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And days to go before I sleep.
畫可不是兒時的筆觸。但回憶是嗬。
你小時候的繪畫筆觸,可以稱得上天才之筆了!真讚!
It is the one I cherish most. Thank you for your commended
haha, 那把大企鵝嚇著了,那還了得?陪罪陪醉:)
you a such a genius, serious:)
I am not professional at all. I did it cuz I was too poor to buy any. 還是不要班門弄斧的好
Your comment flatters me so much! 唯驚唯恐嗬.
I'm touched by the sentimental attachment to the hometown of the poet:)
The nostalgic verse fuels my homesick feeling.
The paint is wonderful. The color skill is amazing. The snow, the trees and the leaves are natural and beautiful.
"走馬讀人"是個專業的畫家,He possesses great painting skills.I guess he can give a professional comments about the paints here.