Chapter 52: At the painting exhibition, your paintings have captivated me

  I'm back home, the smile of my loved ones is always a comfort to me. No matter how long I wander outside, they will open their arms to welcome me. They can see through every bit of my uneasy emotions and guide me. Even if I have any shortcomings, they will tolerate me. So facing them, I always want to rely on them, want to be pampered. This is my lovely and respectable parents, they taught me not to stop because of a little confusion in front of me, one day the clouds will disperse.

  Today, in our living room of Lin's family, there is a warm and harmonious scene. The clean and tidy home environment makes people feel comfortable. The wind blows the curtains, bringing the freshness and beauty outside the window into our home, making my home more cozy.

  "Dad said: 'Xiao Yi, my dear daughter, where do you want to go and play today? Dad will accompany you.'"

  I haven't thought of it yet. I'm thinking of a fun place.

  "Alright then, Qing Yi, there's an art exhibition, I'll take you there first, and after that we can decide where to go next, okay?"

  "Alright, I'm listening."

  It's been a long time since I went out with Dad, when I was young, he often took me out to play.

  This art exhibition is held at the Art Museum in the city center, hosted by the Municipal Propaganda Department and undertaken by the Fine Arts College of the university. The theme of the exhibition is: Urban Impression. The exhibition expresses love and emotions for the city through various forms such as Chinese painting, oil painting, watercolor, etc.

  The hall of the art gallery already had many people, and people were carefully appreciating the paintings, with occasional sounds of admiration coming from time to time.

  I saw a watercolor painting of cherry blossoms that deeply attracted me, and this painting exudes a kind of quality, with skill and tone. This painting has a poetic and beautiful atmosphere. The blooming and drifting of the cherry blossoms on the screen is beautiful, but this desolate beauty pulls out many feelings deep in people's hearts, and those feelings are again touched by a warm and light color, making the work very well express the inner life force of things. However, what kind of artistic infection is this? I am deeply drunk, just like when I saw that painting he once gave me on the computer screen: Cherry blossoms drifting, my heart is drunk from then on. Similarly, it makes my heart unable to leave for a long, long time, and I know that it has already been devoted.

  Look at the bottom of the painting, signed: Xia Wenyu. This is an award-winning work.

  Is it Wen Yu? Is it the Wen Yu from our school, the one I know?

  Someone said: "Your writing is really great! If only my son could be like that."

  "You flattered me, my son Wen Yu has liked painting since he was a child. Now that he's in the Chinese department, sometimes I still see him developing this hobby."

  Wen Yu, hearing his name, my heart moved slightly, could it be him? Did he also come?

  I followed the sound and looked over, ah, it was him, he was with his dad. Who would have thought that as soon as I saw them, my dad walked towards them.

  "Director Xia, you're here too. Is this your son? I've heard about him before, and now that I see him, he's indeed a talented young man! His paintings are quite impressive. He should continue to develop his skills in this area, and he'll definitely achieve something." My dad started saying.

  "Director Lin, it's you! You're boasting again. Your daughter is also a beauty, elegant and lovely! Come on, let the two kids get to know each other," his dad said, looking at me.

  "Dad, Lin Qingyi, we've known each other for a long time. We're from the same school." Wen Yu said with a smile on his face, looking very happy, and that smile could see the purity in his heart.

  "Are you also from the Chinese department?" his dad asked me.

  "Uncle, I'm from the Foreign Languages Department." I replied with a smile.

  "Nowadays young people are so sociable! They can get to know each other and connect with each other by attending an event. Unlike us, we're old now!" My dad said with a sigh.

  "Yes, I didn't think of it either." Mr. Wen Yu's father smiled. The two parents looked at each other and laughed.

  It turned out that the two parents had known each other for a long time, but we didn't know and didn't have the chance to know. Today, an art exhibition brought us together. The adults knew we were acquainted, but how could they know that our brief encounter surpassed the long years of separation? This kind of friendship, we've already felt deeply in our hearts.