I was a very lonely person since I was a child. I feel that I am very different from the world. I still can’t fully accept or understand it regardless of the lifestyle or ideas of everyone. When I was a child, I often looked into the sky and I was looking forward to what day. I left this, but when I grow up, I have more to accept the fact that I am still here, but even then I still don’t want to face this fact. I don’t understand why people want to distinguish, why there is a split of land, why do people look at the money? More than anything else, why do people always live very fast, as long as they live is not too lazy, I don't understand why people want war, why do they discriminate, why do they hurt others, why people are so complicated, why are they still around? With me, I still can't understand it, so I can only express it with my favorite paintings, express my fear, express my helplessness, express my struggle, express my doubts and express my feelings.