As a sculptor, I can only use my eyes to perceive nature's colors, and my mind to coordinate my eyes and hands to recreate color. The correspondence between my mind and eyes regulates natural color and unifies it in the end. Color is natural, and so I can't control it nor can I imagine it into existence. I quietly use my eyes to select color. The author doesn't think up or create ideas. The viewer can't believe or understand the idea, and even if they get some ideas from my work, none of them are my ideas. Even a thousand words can't explain the taste of water. I journey over a thousand mountains for one cup of water, and then share the taste of that water with you.