Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 1161 Brazier

"I hung up this painting yesterday to motivate myself and make myself more hopeful about the future," said Tie Jinjue.

"Isn't this a new painting by your uncle?" Tie Hongyan asked.

"I painted it a long time ago." Tie Jinjue said, "You know, when I was painting this picture, my mind was full of the four words 'spring is in the air'."

"Was your uncle's heart full of hope during those days?" Tie Hongyan asked.

"No, that was when I was almost in despair," said Tie Jinjue.

"But, in my opinion, this painting gives people a feeling of vitality and hope. A long time ago, my uncle said that paintings can often reflect people's situation. You also told me that you used to understand my state by looking at the paintings I drew." Tie Hongyan said.

"Yes, that's right, but I said 'often'." Tie Jinjue said.

Tie Hongyan asked: "Why was my uncle able to draw such a lively painting when he was almost in despair?"

Tie Jinjue said: "That day, when I was most desperate, I told a Taoist priest named Nian Zhunzhu about my despair. He was painting at the time, and I also wanted to paint, so I painted with him. After I finished my first painting, Nian Zhunzhu said that he could see how painful I was from my painting. It was a cold day, but he told me that he wanted to paint a spring painting with me."

"Wouldn't it be very uncomfortable for a person to paint a picture of spring when he is almost in despair?" Tie Hongyan said.

"Before painting, I thought so too. I told him I couldn't paint, but he said I could. I said I'd better watch him paint. He asked me if I wanted to get rid of the pain. Of course, I couldn't wait to get rid of the pain, so I nodded. He said that if I did what he said, I would not be so painful. I painted according to what he said. After finishing the first painting, I looked at his painting and immediately felt that he painted the real spring, and the spring I painted was all dead. I was very irritable at the time, and I felt like digging out the pain in my heart for people to see. At that time, I rolled up the painting and stuffed it into my pocket. Nian Zhuzhong asked me why I rolled it up. I said that it was not spring at all, it was dead, and the whole painting was dead. I said I didn't want the dead, I wanted to throw it away, so that the dead would no longer appear in front of me, and I would definitely throw it into the garbage dump in a while." Tie Jinjue said, "I really didn't expect Nian Zhuzhong's next move before."

"What did he do?" Tie Hongyan asked.

"He said that I didn't want the painting anyway, and he hoped that I would give it to him. After I gave it to him, I thought he would open it and say something, but he took the piece of garbage in my eyes and walked to the brazier for heating, and quickly threw it into the fire. The painting was devoured by the fire and soon disappeared. He said, I hate that lifeless painting, it is still with me in my clothes, although I can't see it for the time being, but it didn't disappear immediately. He said that although I crumpled the painting into a mess, the painting is still there, and it will in turn make my heart wrinkled. He said that after he threw it into the brazier in an instant, the 'dead' quickly disappeared." Tie Wandao said, "At this time, he said that he and I should each paint a painting full of spring, and I said that no matter how I paint, it will still be dead. He said that the dead had been thrown into the brazier by him and was gone."

(End of this chapter)