纸张与指尖的温度仿佛融在一起

少女画画时候，恬静而优雅。时而蹙眉，时而舒展。让人赏心悦目。

When girls draw, they are quiet and elegant. Sometimes frown, sometimes stretch. It's pleasing to the eye.

纸张与指尖的温度仿佛融在一起了，少女手中的画笔在橘色暖光中嬉戏。她抿着嘴，眉眼里尽是认真。仿佛这一刻，她的一切就在这画板上。由浅入深，细腻勾画，此刻的她灵魂就置身在一场盛大的嘉年华中。

The temperature of paper and fingertips seemed to melt together, and the brush in the girl's hand played in the warm orange light. She pursed her mouth with serious eyes and eyebrows. As if at this moment, everything about her was on the drawing board. From shallow to deep, delicate sketch, at the moment her soul is in a grand carnival.

她聚精会神地画着画，从她优雅的身姿中能让人感受到她对于画画的热爱与追求。

She is concentrating on painting. From her elegant posture, people can feel her love and pursuit for painting.

她的手腕仿佛不是手腕了，是一只圆规的一脚，那轻松的线条、流畅的笔触犹如一条自由的小鱼在画面上欢快的游动。

Her wrist seems not to be a wrist, but a foot of a compass. The relaxed lines and smooth strokes are like a free fish swimming happily on the picture.

只见她正了正画板，轻抚纸张，神请专注的对着眼前风景细细的描绘，先用素墨勾勒，笔如行云流水般，许是来了灵感，颜料沾染了衣裳也浑然不觉。

She straightened the drawing board and stroked the paper. God asked her to focus on the detailed description of the scenery in front of her. First, she outlined it with plain ink. The pen was like clouds and flowing water. Maybe she had inspiration and didn't feel the paint stained her clothes.

暖阳洒在她精致的脸庞 ，纸上斑驳的影子与墨痕相应成趣。依旧是毫无滞碍的落笔，年代悠久的狼毫笔上却是莹白如玉的纤手。画中人画着画中人。清风无味，芳华黯淡，仿佛她和她手中的画是这世间唯一的颜色。

The warm sun sprinkled on her delicate face, and the mottled shadows on the paper became interesting corresponding to the ink marks. It is still writing without hindrance, but Langhao's pen with a long history is as white as jade. The person in the picture is the person in the picture. The breeze is tasteless and the youth is dark, as if she and the painting in her hand are the only color in the world.

她全然忘记了客人的存在，全神贯注地屏息凝视着铺在桌上的空白画纸，随后拿起画笔一挥而就，一幅栩栩如生的画顿时出现在纸上。

Completely forgetting the existence of the guest, she gazed intently at the blank drawing paper on the table, then picked up the brush and waved it, and a lifelike picture suddenly appeared on the paper.

仿佛在她心中装满了整个世界，而只能用小小的鼻尖慢慢描绘，静静地描绘···

It seemed that the whole world was filled in her heart, and she could only describe it slowly and quietly with the tip of her small nose···

她握着画笔，望着远方的景色，先是凝思了一会儿，忽然收回目光，像是得到了什么灵感：接着神情专注地在画纸上描描点点，挥毫泼墨，每一笔都蕴含着激情，每一笔都蕴含着希望！

She held the brush and looked at the scenery in the distance. First, she thought for a while, and suddenly took back her eyes, as if she had got some inspiration: then she focused on drawing a little on the paper and splashed ink. Each stroke contains passion and hope!

你瞧！她画画，画得多认真呀！那聚精会神的态度，专一的眼神，还有那心有成竹的样子，准能画出一幅优美的画卷！

Look! How seriously she paints! That attentive attitude, single-minded eyes, and the appearance of a bamboo heart, will be able to draw a beautiful picture!