金黃油菜花田，是小時候捉迷藏的祕密基地，風一吹，滿是泥土與陽光的味道。
遠處那座熟悉的農舍，是阿嬤家升起炊煙的屋頂；
田間角落微睡的貓咪，就像兒時的玩伴，連時間都變慢了。
這片燦爛的金色浪潮，是我童年的記憶。
長大後的世界再複雜，畫著這幅作品，就能想起那個在田野間奔跑簡單就很開心的歲月靜好
The golden fields of rapeseed flowers—my childhood sanctuary for hide-and-seek—where every gust of wind carries the aroma of fresh soil and warm sunlight.
Far away stands that familiar farmhouse, its chimney sending up wisps of smoke from grandma's kitchen.
A cat napping in the corner of the field, like an old childhood friend, stills the very passage of time.
This radiant, golden ocean is the anchor of my childhood memories.
No matter how complicated the grown-up world becomes, as I paint this piece, I am swept back to those serene and beautiful years—running wild in the fields, finding pure joy in the simplest things.
