How did Teacher Li find inspiration?
Wu Yuan blinked, the freshly stirred memory surged once more, instantly flashing back to Erhai Lake in Dali.
The clear water of the lake reflected the distant Cang Mountain, glimmering in the sunlight, as if you could still feel the damp mist.
Wu Yuan shifted her position, drawing her long and plump legs together. Her left leg was slightly raised, resting it on top of her right.
She thought for a moment, not wanting her bestie to misconstrue Li Shi as some demon under the guise of art, then said, "In such matters, I don't really understand specifically. But I know that Teacher Li said that for his art creations, aesthetics are paramount. They are the foundation, whether it's photography, painting or calligraphy. The resulting work must firstly be beautiful. So I think that something capable of stirring his inspiration, no matter what it is, should first and foremost be beautiful."