Kung Fu Drawing

My hometown was polluted and the farmland was deserted. I miss the beautiful villages of the past and my childhood. In 2013, I went back to my hometown to visit my mother. My mother has a cute little black dog, and I liked him very much. I returned to Beijing after a month, but then one day my mother told me that the little black dog died. Someone poisoned it, because people want to eat dog. I cried on phone, and I kept sad for many days. I miss my lost beautiful village in my childhood, and the little black dog. I had a strong feeling to express it. I stopped writing novels for a while, and started to pick up a paintbrush to draw my beautiful hometown and the little black dog on paper without any painting experiences. This is paper heaven for my village and the little black dog.