METROPOL Painting

That's what the CHILDREN thinks O Our subject… .. love of nature, O mankind, Because you lost him, Imagine and say to us. There's nothing left to love A handful of earth, One drop of water, Genuine wheat Real food. Daisies Pap In the middle of summer, Rain… Maybe it's in July, Now the weather is nice, the seasons are winter, What is snow, I want to play snow ball, In the past, what you experienced. Just and just want them. I'm a child, And I want I'm waiting for you to live your life, Fish, cats, birds, Goldfish, I want. O human Yellow yellow ears, Wheat, Bulguru, And cereals. When you say nature, you think green Nature is blue, yellow is orange, Every color we see is our eyes. I want the world where my dreams will come true. I'm not sorry you're done. I didn't, I didn't, What about you , You've lived and consumed, You buried life in concrete. The ant, the caterpillar is missing. Extract the stone's stone, if you find the stone inside. My words are not the love of nature. Ask the man who lived, ask him ………. THAT'S THE LITTLE CHILD'S THOUGHT I AM NOT. Der Der. and the artist depicts the world he misses.

Painting:Oil on Wood

Original:One-of-a-kind Artwork

Size:27.6 W x 39.4 H x 0.4 D in

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