只有成为画家的梦想像月亮一样矗立，自豪地高耸于群星之中。

原文英文

Under the ideal night sky, stars twinkle brightly, calling out to me with the beauty of my aspirations. However, the light of ideals is not always brilliant; it often dims during the shift between day and night. Only the dream of becoming a painter stands like the moon, proudly towering among the stars, growing fuller and brighter over time. In the eyes of many, being a painter is seen as an ordinary, even humble profession, blank like a sheet of paper. It is often said that painters are poor in life, their art unappreciated until after their death, when people finally begin to admire their artistic style. Many parents also frequently scold their children for reading comics, labeling it as idleness and a waste of time. These words deeply moved me, and I made a silent vow in my heart to change this unscientific misconception.