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Whispers of Myths:

Dreams of Faraway Lands



On summer nights in my childhood,my grandparents would tell me Chinese myths before bed. One night, as I drifted off to sleep,I found myself transported into these stories,where I interacted with the characters,experiencing moments of meeting and farewell.

Size: 29.7X42cm
Year:2024
Material:Powders/colorpencil/watercolor



Childhood memories are filled with the patter of rain, the chirping of cicadas and the scent of fresh soil.
I’d drift off to sleep, listening to my grandparents’ myths.
The deer wonders into my dream,
or am I last within the dream of the deer?
I awaken from my slumber, guided by the nine-colored deer into this world. Amid drifting clouds, dappled morning stars illuminate our path.
We embrace and farewell in the mountains.
Where will I go?
Pushing through the trees, the mountains came into view.
I hide beside the bushes, watching MaLiang paint by the riverbank all day long.
“Why do you keep painting?”
“Because I want to help more people.”
On the vast empty land, simple wishes emerge.
Ma Liang paints again and again.
Before I say goodbye to Ma Liang, I faintly heard hurried footsteps and shouts.I looked back to see a few children running frantically, searching for something.
In the chaos, I ran into a new story.
I wondered through the kingdom of the Twelve Flowers Deities, listening to the tales of Lady Xi, dancing with Lady Li, secretly watching Yuanming Tao and Bai Li play chess.
In the end, I departed on a small boat prepared by Shi Xi.
While resting on the boat, I heard a voice crying. I looked around and found the sorrowful weaving Maiden leaning against the sky. 
She implored me to find the cowherd and deliver a letter to him.
Passing through flower filled valleys and winding around the villages, the magpie guided me as I hurried to the Cowherd’s side.
This time, I won’t let him trample flower house again.
Before dawn breaks, the earth reaches out with tender shoots.
I set sail on a small boat, hearing the rushing waves singing their meladies.In the vast distance, a tiny island awaits my exploration.
Upon arriving at the land of the Crane People, the islanders only three feet tall. Like a towering giant, I easily beated the hungry sea crane.
As we parted, the islander sang:”You, a little human boat, must always sail straight ahead!”
On a warm and humid morning, I was awakenedby my grandparents.
The dancingwind, the flower-planting birds and the drifting clouds quietly bestowed sunlight upon the innocent earth.
Last nights dream had become the past, wish a childish heart,
I welcomed the arrival of autumn.
<Hand in hand note by note>

A beautiful friendship between hear-imparied bird and elephant fuwa.



<THE WORLD BEHIND THE DOOR>

This project I want to convey the concept of “Human beings and all things are equal”
We all follow the same natural laws.
We all only exist.

Book cover
This is nature through my eyes.
This is me through nature’s eyes
Only me?
No,all of us.
And us.
We simply exist.
We are the same.
But why?
But it has always been by our side.

I had a crush when I was Fourteen

 Picture book design
Year:2019
Media:Digital-Procreate
Size:180mmX300mm

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YEAR2023

























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The desert represents the grumpy mood of the giant baby
The forest represents the childish behavior of the giant bab
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