deserter

Picasso crumpled up the newspaper and smashed it on the ground, as if this would vent his unquenchable anger.

Dora had a bad premonition in her heart.There are only a handful of times Picasso got angry, and she couldn't remember when Picasso was angry last time.

Then Dora picked up the newspaper.

"This is……"

"Give it to me," Picasso said.He went into the studio with the newspaper and all his anger.It was as if after venting his anger on crushed newspapers, he continued to vent his unfinished anger in the studio, so as to get a little comfort.

Dora knew he was going to start writing.She knew he had to channel his anger into writing.This was the Picasso she knew.

After the concert on Tuesday, Albert received a letter, a letter from Xie Wei.He knew that Xie Wei was not the kind of person who liked to write letters to others, and the uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger.

It's been a while since I've been back home.I'm going to give up art for a while, Albert.My father is a traitor, but I am not, I am not like him, I want to fight for me, for our hometown.You're so smart, and you play the violin so well, you can see what I mean, can't you?

Now, it's time for me to end my artistic career.

I was never a deserter, Albert.But I think maybe in some things, I am indeed a deserter, and I am cowardly unwilling to admit it, for example, I don’t want to admit that you are my friend.

Alas, my mind is becoming less and less clear now, and I can't quite remember what I said and what I didn't.

I was never a deserter, yes, that's right.If I ever come back alive, I will officially introduce you to Knight Casals, for he is my best playmate and has been with me the longest.If I don't come back alive, then please take care of my knight.Remember his name is Casals.Of course, if I'm still alive, I'll still be writing to you until we've successfully ushered in the dawn.But you have to know that it is too inconvenient for me to send letters here.If I can come back successfully, I will definitely go to see your performance. Similarly, I also hope that you can come to see my art exhibition.Although I'm not particularly famous yet.

Well, I think, there is nothing to explain for the time being.I know we are all defending and guarding our babies in our own way.I think we are all wrong, Albert.None of us are the worst kids.But then we were kids, just kids, and maybe God would forgive us for our mistakes, even though our family never believed in God - or my father, because after my father died, my mother returned to God's arms up.

Your friend who loves you but never wants to admit it

Shevedsau

Then Albert never received a second letter from Xie Wei, he knew that Xie Wei had gone.

"So you ended up being a deserter," he said.

It was purely by accident that Albert got back those Xie Wei's paintings, it was at the painting exhibition in Paris.After Picasso got rid of the German Nazi officers, Albert stood in the Spanish booth, admiring the controversial "Guernica".

"I had the honor of seeing that engraving you painted," Albert said.Picasso knew exactly which one the other party was talking about.It was "Franco's Dreams and Lies."And those poems.

The shutters were blown off by the wind,

bumped into an oriole that just happened to fly by.

The gusts of wind sprayed blood.

So on the back of the wall,

The white fades into nothingness,

Death takes away the breath of harmony,

Wings dragged a twine from the well.

After knowing the relationship between Albert and Xie Wei, Picasso returned the paintings that belonged to Xie Wei to Albert.

"Say hello to Xie Wei for me." Picasso said.

"Maybe there is no such chance," Albert said regretfully. "He has gone."

"how come……"

"War." Albert said just one word, and Picasso understood.

He will use his paintbrush to fight fascism in an artistic way.

No matter how he looked at the doll, Albert felt that it was nothing special, nothing special.But if he insisted on saying what is the value of this doll now, it would probably be that this is Xie Wei's most cherished playmate.He felt like a naive brat, because he was a little jealous of a broken toy, which Xie Wei himself admitted as a "playmate" and "doll", but that shit coward was never willing to admit the friendship between them , well, he's a coward himself.

What's the name of that doll?Oh Casals.He thought he might know why Xie Wei named the doll this name, probably because of the famous cellist, Pablo Casals.

Instruments are always connected.Albert tried to appreciate cello music.Now he is used to carrying Xie Wei's Casals Knight with him, and he puts it in his pocket most of the time.

Albert took Casals Knight and had the honor to listen to a concert of Mr. Casals.Later, Albert witnessed Franco's death.

That's good, that piece of shit should go to hell.

At that time Albert was quite old and had children.Albert is becoming more and more like Xie Wei's father. He wants to turn his child into the second Xie Wei, and wants his child to be as smart as Xie Wei.

In the third week after the end of the Franco regime, Albert was preparing for his recital.He takes a lot of time to prepare.Because this is not only his recital, but also Xie Wei's painting exhibition.

Xie Wei, please forgive me for doing this.

He wept from the bottom of his heart.

In the past years, although reluctantly, they have been with each other.He didn't know if Xie Wei would be like him, but he always felt that he owed the other party a lot.

Adéu.Adiós.Addio.Vale.Auf Wiedersehen. (Goodbye in all languages.)

Goodbye, the friend I never confessed to myself.