大地颂赞
吸引我创作《窗外有风景》的是闲暇生活，我一直向往这样的生活。因为在画布上有机会看到风景的光临。
北方的原野大地，山中有岭，岭中聚山，田亩在公路间变换，不同季节不同色调，不同站位有不同的美景。
暖色调被大量的杏黄、中黄、橙黄，那波里黄，灰绿、浅绿、赭色、红色所耗尽。我机警地寻觅着色彩传递的视觉信号。结构随之也会出现，大地是大自然编织的，它会有节奏地铺满原野，山和岭、田和园也变化着。大地有了田亩、山林、葵花、麦田、果树、远方的山……这时，我觉得好像更加接近大地的脉搏了，因为色彩和形状仿佛是大地的心肺……
暖色绽放着它的热情，随着色温的涌现，色彩被笔迹所认同，油画颜料的特质显现出虚实、强弱、薄厚等肌理效果，色彩混合后分离着……笔触的走势颂赞着……这里没有了“规则”。
在画布前的日子，伴随着不同的笔迹，想象变幻惊奇，我以为，画布前跟大自然之间一定存在着秘密，追想它的秘密、发现它的秘密、把握它的秘密。画笔由快到慢撞击着画布，由此揭开画布的“作品”秘密，然后渐渐复归于平静。
不同的时期有着不同的表现方式，有时感动着，因为感动与记忆有关……
Ode to the Earth
What attracted me to create Landscape outside Window was the idleness of life, a lifestyle I always looked forward to. I wanted to see landscape through the canvas.
In the north, there are vast plains, mountains and hills. Farmlands and highways integrate harmoniously. The land takes on a different look in different seasons, and people can enjoy a different view if they choose a different angle.
Apricot yellow, medium yellow, orange, Napoli yellow, sage green, light green, ochre and red prevailed. I carefully looked for visual signs showing changes in colors. And structural changes followed afterwards. The nature decorated the surface of the earth at its own pace. So here came the farmlands, mountain forests, sunflowers, wheat fields, fruit trees and distant mountains…At this point I felt I was closely connected with the pulse of the nature, for colors and forms were like the heart of the earth…
The characteristics of oil paints perfectly highlighted the texture, passion and warmth of colors. Colors mixed together and then separated. So did the brush strokes. They collectively composed an ode to the earth. There was no rule in this field.
Days I spent in front of the canvas witnessed fabulously varied brush strokes and magnificent fantasies. I believe there were many secrets hidden in canvas as well as in the nature. I wanted to explore, discover and represent them. As the brushes interacted with the canvas, secrets revealed themselves and then returned to calmness.
Different expression approaches were highlighted in different phases. Sometimes it was sentimental, for memory played a part.