Chapter 320: If Painting Were a Language

Wang Yang was stunned in place, stunned, and there was an uproar in his heart, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

He felt as if he had discovered the principle of word-making, which had not been far from him, but had been hidden too deep to be discovered.

The picture in front of him, as if in his eyes, had become a set of words, and what he needed to do was nothing more than rearrange it.

His brain is like nuclear fusion, and the boom undergoes a sharp change, colliding with each other, and induction.

"If I extract these lines, is it a separate adjective? So if I extract everything else, do I separate all the elements of a painting, all the phrases it contains? ”

He silently recited the thought in his mind that shocked him, and his eyes bloomed with a strange light, extremely dazzling.

Like the first adjective he discovered, dazzling.

"Woo woo ......" Li Si saw that he was suddenly stunned, so he took out a hand and put it in front of Wang Yang's eyes and shook it, and saw Wang Yang turn his head with great joy, and laughed.

Li Si was inexplicable, and he didn't know what to do.

Wang Yang pulled his hand over, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did he pull his hand, so he let go, picked up the branch, and began to paint.

He drew a flower, drew a few lines around the flower, and then showed Li Si to it.

Li Si is a little inexplicable, what are you doing painting flowers?

Wang Yang asked him if he could see if the lines affected the flowers.

Li Si nodded, indicating that he could understand it, isn't it just a very beautiful flower. Are they so beautiful that they are about to shine?

He pointed to the sun, and then to the flower. Express yourself.

"Good!" Wang Yang couldn't help but scream happily, and then he drew another cow. He drew radiating lines around the ox and asked him if he could read it.

Li Si looked at this dot, first nodded to show that he understood, and then shook his head, gesturing and asking if there is such a beautiful cow?

Wang raised his eyebrows, there was no before, but now there is.

He drew many pictures in a row, and asked Li Si if he understood, Li Si nodded. It means that they can understand it.

This time, Wang Yang finally smiled reassuringly, if he said that a metaphor could be understood by everyone, then he was confident that all abstract concepts would be transformed into entities.

It's just that the substitution of this entity needs to be thought about carefully.

"Great, after this hurdle, you can get a good night's sleep."

He patted Li Si on the shoulder. Tell him to carry forward the use of this light and use it widely among the tribe.

Then he got up and went to sleep.

Li Si was speechless. Until now, Wang Yang's strange performance still puzzled him, why he was still depressed like a dead man a moment ago. Are you happy now?

Is it so fun to teach yourself to draw? Did you have any doubts and ask him all about it?

He left here. According to Wang Yang's instructions, this method was used wantonly. to communicate.

And Wang Yang, this time he had a beautiful dream, he dreamed of the young man with glasses who said "long-eared eagle" to himself, and that guy was still pit other people who were not sure to be owls, pretending to be knowledge in front of that girl.

He and his own group of brothers surrounded him.

"But let me catch you, guard you every day, how many years? Dare to appear in the Temple of Heaven ......" A sneer flashed at the corner of Wang Yang's mouth, of course, he was very unhappy to be pitted by this young man with glasses.

The two goods haven't recognized the reality yet, they want to save face in front of the girl, they refuse to beg for mercy, and the words that come out of their mouths are hard and smelly: "What are you?" Relying on more people to bully fewer people, is it amazing? ”

He said that, but he was still very scared when he looked at the few people in front of him, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

Wang Yang and the others all laughed, thinking that these two goods were still dragged like this at this time, and they couldn't be repaired.

One of his friends said to him, "You can go up and beat him alone, anyway, you have been polishing in the Paleolithic for so many years, it should be easy to pick five." ”

Wang Yang frowned, thinking to himself how his friend could say something so strange, but at this time, he caught this young man, how could he be in the mood to pay attention to others.

"Let's go head-to-head!" Wang Yang said this.

"Okay!" When the young man saw that Wang Yang had actually won his own radical method, he was immediately eager to try, but he thought that since Wang Yang dared to take it, it was estimated that he had a few hands.

So as soon as his words fell, he kicked Wang Yang's crotch with one leg and a negative foot, which was very insidious and ruthless.

Wang Yang sneered, clenched his fists and smashed down, like a hammer smashing on the young man's knee, only to hear a click, the young man's knee was directly shattered.

"Ahh

Wang Yang stepped forward, grabbed his collar, and lifted it up alive, slamming his stomach one by one under the frightened gaze of the young man with glasses.

"Ha Lu haha...... "Maybe he was too happy in his dream, Wang Yang woke up laughing directly.

……

From this day on, the tribe's painting technique took a step forward, a real step forward, and in many paintings this figurative device was used.

They describe a beautiful porcelain plate with radial lines around it.

They will also use it to describe other objects, realistic type of drawings, which can no longer be satisfied with their expression, and this time the technique is added, enriching their communication.

Those radioactive lines have been developed by them in many ways, and have a variety of meanings, such as being used on the sun and people, which are understood as dazzling.

If you use it on flowers, it will be beautiful, and if you use it on women, it will be beautiful.

Just like the Chinese compound words of later generations, the same word, such as convenience, has different meanings when used in different sentences.

But they are obviously different from the Chinese words, they have not yet developed to that point, but they are somewhat like the English usage, which represents many kinds of the same meaning.

And this light, summed up, is beautiful and dazzling.

He understood this, and finally understood how to take the cultural path in the future. Truly understood, without any doubts.

Because of that day. He realized that painting today has something in common with the language of later generations, because they are both used to communicate.

Other words. Painting is their language.

But now paintings, that is, their words, are not perfect enough, not vivid enough, many things cannot be spoken, and paintings cannot be painted.

If he can draw, he can strip it away, and he can develop more precise and successful words.

He was happy. Very excited, narrowed his eyes.

As for painting, he used to have a wait-and-see attitude, because he didn't think that painting could develop anything useful, but now, he finally understands this.

So what we need to do now is to thoroughly perfect the painting, and make every abstract concept concrete, when the time comes. The painting is completely complete.

When painting can be complete, then naturally, the development of words will come naturally.

"It turned out that I couldn't build more words because it was too difficult. It's less of a process of adaptation, and without this process, it's like a knife that hasn't been sharpened. How to go into battle to kill the enemy? ”

If this was an enlightenment, then now. He, enlightened!

Night. He began to refine a more figurative concept of time, which had to be completed by at least two drawings that had previously represented time.

Comic strips are never the highest level of painting, if they can show the passage of time in just one picture, then the image of time will leap on the paper and come out.

What simple image can represent the long river of time, the passage of years? What kind of image can make people better understand?

He fixed his mind and looked at the people, and they were all looking at him, and they were children, adults, and old people.

The elderly, it is rare to see in this world, aging represents a decline in physical ability, movement, physical fitness, strength, and even the brain, are declining.

Wang Yang vaguely remembered that in the years when he was born, he had never seen an old man, which showed that in this world, once human beings age, they are not far from death.

Now that everyone has seen the old man, they have a deeper understanding of the concept of time, especially the passage of their own body, which makes them particularly impressed.

Wang Yang's eyes lit up slightly, picked up the branch, and quickly put down the pen.

He painted a man, a thin teenager, with some emaciated limbs, but his complexion radiated with light, and his skin was delicate and smooth.

The thin body couldn't stop the power of youth that emanated at all, and it was full of childishness.

He then drew a symbol next to the painting that resembled approximately equal to ≈, but it was three, not approximately equal to two.

He pointed to this symbol, and everyone's eyes fell here, a little puzzled, not knowing what the Tao meant.

Wang Yang smiled slightly, erased the symbol, and then covered the face of the young man in the painting with his hand to prevent everyone from seeing it, and quietly drew the symbol.

Everyone is even more strange, what is this for?

"The time has come to witness the miracle." Wang Yang muttered something that only a magician had said, and then took his hand away.

I saw that the young man's face had already turned into the face of an old man.

Everyone was a little strange, why did they change their faces?

At this time, there was an exclamation from the crowd, and Li Si pointed to the forehead of that face incredulously, gesturing with something.

Everyone was puzzled, so they looked more closely, and after a few glances, they exclaimed.

Because they saw that the face was actually a young man's face, but there were three deep wrinkles on his forehead, and it was precisely because of those three wrinkles that a vigorous young man became a dull old man.

And those three wrinkles, aren't they the symbols just now?

A symbol made the young man's face become the face of an old man, and even the young man's originally thin body seemed to become rickety at this time, as if he was in his last years and would not live long.

Wang Yang sighed that the original incomparably abstract time can be represented by a simple symbol, and the most important thing is that.

He drew it. (To be continued......)

PS: I really like this chapter, it's amazing that I was able to write it.