隐世艺术家
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隐世艺术家： 📔✨🖊️---ıllı THX ıllı---
感谢一直以来的关注与阅读，有人需要看我的更新，我便会一直坚持更新及精进专注领域，共勉、助力有着坚毅灵魂之人成长。我是一个除了天生有些许颜值之外，历尽千帆过后，懂生活，懂艺术，懂心理，懂法律，懂禅宗，有勇气与智谋，有正义感与正能量的少年感满满之人。我有礼仪、有原则，有底线，有深厚的阅历和思想境界，生活中也有性格上的不足和缺点。使用平台记录生活，分享心得智慧。向死而生，刚柔并济，知行合一。相信谦逊学习，努力生活，终有一日能守护好这悲凉世间的温柔与美丽。多年的阅历与现实经验，目前我的文章内容均为自己独立原创再通过手机整理发表，有自己的事业蓝图和社交圈，“隐居以求其志，行义以达其道。”是我的座右铭，ISTJ+ENTJ 兼顾高度与执行细节，做事效率且稳重，线下交友侧重品质与灵魂价值。我于红尘之中修行并证悟。同时也是个注重人品和作品的诗画艺术家，如果你也喜欢艺术和禅宗文化，随缘来信交流，我会听取你的意见，倾听你的故事。
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🖼️ 把它接回家，陪伴你的一年四季。
The One | Healing Oil Painting: When the Galaxy Drifts into Dreams
When waves kiss the shore, stars weave a dream just for you.
After so long in the city’s rush, how long has it been since you felt such pure tenderness?
When the galaxy drifts into dreams, the sea’s breath and the starry sky’s whispers blend softly on the canvas—
The girl in my heart rests peacefully amid the tides’ ebb and flow. Gravel hums as the earth’s pulse; wave patterns murmur the sea’s secrets. That stunningly bright star is your one-of-a-kind “emotional anchor.”
The warm yellow skirt collides with ice-blue waves, much like life’s “contradictory yet healing” moments. Delicate brushstrokes trace her hair and layer the ripples—up close, they reveal rich texture; from afar, they wrap the scene in atmosphere.
It can be a century-old painting, passed down through time, softening and calming the whole space. This is more than art—it’s an “adult dream-weaver,” a “gentle haven” in the weariness of life, for those who collect it.
This one is for you, who truly understand life. Hand-signed with care, let its peaceful energy settle into your days, always ❤️
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隐世艺术家
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娇滴滴的美眉： 这是对宇宙秩序的深刻洞察。认识到自己亦是这苍茫中的一部分，便能放下我执，随顺自然的安排。
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《 只若初见 》
First glance stole breath—breeze swept sleeves, lingering softness. Brows like distant dark peaks holding spring snow; eyes like cold stars mirroring night’s expanse. Flowers seemed to murmur, moon hummed content; life, a dream, drunk on such pure delight. Time may nudge age, but that first spark stays bright.
Lanterns lit the old street, long and warm. Hands clasped, we stood, love a quiet storm. Clad in dark robes, grace wrapped her like a song; plain fragrance wove through her lapel all along. Her eyes held stars, shifting with lantern glow; flowers in her hair matched the moon’s soft glow. Let years melt here, I prayed, let life’s rough tide pass slow—together, we’d weather all, with smoke and flame, side by side.
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