回复 2楼donan123的帖子 是世界对他误解 如果他没太多情感，绝不能画出那样作品 有一首歌，《Vincent》，就是讲的他的故事，非常好！ 系统提示：若遇到视频无法播放请点击下方链接 https://www.youtube.com/embed/4wrNFDxCRzU?showinfo=0 Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could have told you, Vincent This world was never meant for one As beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes A silver thorn, a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will Writer/s: Don McLeanPublisher: CONSALAD CO., Ltd., Universal Music Publishing GroupLyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
回复 2楼donan123的帖子 是世界对他误解 如果他没太多情感，绝不能画出那样作品 有一首歌，《Vincent》，就是讲的他的故事，非常好！ 系统提示：若遇到视频无法播放请点击下方链接 https://www.youtube.com/embed/4wrNFDxCRzU?showinfo=0 Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could have told you, Vincent This world was never meant for one As beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes A silver thorn, a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will Writer/s: Don McLeanPublisher: CONSALAD CO., Ltd., Universal Music Publishing GroupLyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
回复 2楼donan123的帖子 是世界对他误解 如果他没太多情感，绝不能画出那样作品 有一首歌，《Vincent》，就是讲的他的故事，非常好！ 系统提示：若遇到视频无法播放请点击下方链接 https://www.youtube.com/embed/4wrNFDxCRzU?showinfo=0 Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could have told you, Vincent This world was never meant for one As beautiful as you Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes A silver thorn, a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will Writer/s: Don McLeanPublisher: CONSALAD CO., Ltd., Universal Music Publishing GroupLyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
The more I think it over, the more I feel that there is nothing more truly artistic than to love people.
正相反，他是情感和爱过于强烈的人，热爱生命到燃烧自己，无法容忍现实的丑陋而主动离开世界的人
是的！去年看过梵高的展览，全面了解了他的人生轨迹～
他是强烈爱着的人。尤其是早期的画作，很清新。
哇，这真没想到， 他一生没有过女朋友吗？
是世界对他误解 如果他没太多情感，绝不能画出那样作品 有一首歌，《Vincent》，就是讲的他的故事，非常好！
系统提示：若遇到视频无法播放请点击下方链接
https://www.youtube.com/embed/4wrNFDxCRzU?showinfo=0
Starry, starry night Paint your palette blue and grey Look out on a summer's day With eyes that know the darkness in my soul Shadows on the hills Sketch the trees and the daffodils Catch the breeze and the winter chills In colors on the snowy linen land
Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now
Starry, starry night Flaming flowers that brightly blaze Swirling clouds in violet haze Reflect in Vincent's eyes of china blue Colors changing hue Morning fields of amber grain Weathered faces lined in pain Are soothed beneath the artist's loving hand
Now I understand What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they did not know how Perhaps they'll listen now
For they could not love you But still your love was true And when no hope was left in sight On that starry, starry night You took your life, as lovers often do But I could have told you, Vincent This world was never meant for one As beautiful as you
Starry, starry night Portraits hung in empty halls Frameless heads on nameless walls With eyes that watch the world and can't forget Like the strangers that you've met The ragged men in ragged clothes A silver thorn, a bloody rose Lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow
Now I think I know What you tried to say to me And how you suffered for your sanity And how you tried to set them free They would not listen, they're not listening still Perhaps they never will Writer/s: Don McLean Publisher: CONSALAD CO., Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
不就是为了妹子把耳朵都割了嘛。
好美的画作！再无人能超越
不是和高更起矛盾后病情恶化才这样的吗？我一直以为他是个同性恋啊
他很大爱的，最开始是虔诚的教徒，但还是没做牧师
don McLean是神人。
也有说法是梅毒三期引起的精神分裂症。 画是美， 营销团队也确实是成功。
活着的时候，只卖出一幅画， 营销不能说成功。死后还不错。
梅毒是不引起精神分裂的
把耳朵都割了，是为了高更，应该是狂躁症发作了
有过，梵高的女友曾经是个妓女，他们同居过
俩人之间是爱情吗？
不是否认啊，就是好奇不了解问一下。
是啊。美的太绚烂了。
不觉得只是营销的功。他的好些画都太耀眼了，让人过目难忘。我个人喜欢他的那副杏花，但是星空真的让人叹为观止。
女的做过他的模特，有时还为他做家务，应该是有感情的，但是梵高太穷了，没有办法维持这段关系，就散了
他的弟弟和弟妹，还有侄子功不可没。他的弟妹非常坚持推销他的画， 梵高原来也是在画行拍卖画的，如果不自己创作的话，生活不至于那么拮据
真的是
还是gpt会说话：梵高是一位著名的荷兰画家，他的信仰经历了许多变化。在他年轻的时候，他曾是一位传教士，试图将基督教的信仰传播到煤矿工人中间。然而，他很快意识到自己在这个领域中并不成功，并离开了传教工作。 在之后的几年中，梵高的信仰一直在变化。他受到日本艺术的影响，开始探索佛教和神秘主义。他也曾试图在艺术中表现基督教的主题，如《星夜》和《晚钟》等作品中表现的那样。 在他晚年的时候，梵高的信仰变得更加坚定。他在写给自己的信中写道，他相信上帝的存在，并认为自己的绘画事业是为了表达上帝的创造力。他还在信中表示，他的艺术“是在自然的背后看到上帝，然后用自己的方式表达出来”。 总的来说，梵高的信仰一直在变化，但在他晚年时变得更加坚定。他试图在自己的艺术中表现出对上帝和自然的敬畏之情。
你们是认真的觉得这幅画美吗？
这些漩涡的笔触让我感到不安。特别是特别的，艺术是艺术的，说美就。。。
没错，读过他写给theo的信，就知道他是个内心有爱，也渴望爱的人。而且是那种充满凡人情感的爱，会提到一些很平凡朴实，家长里短的细节，绝非一个完全不通人情世故的疯子。
强烈到极度偏执，看完梵高传之后，不希望有这样的家人，太折磨人了，即使他是划时代或不世出的天才
他是眩晕症患者，我有一次得了之后突然感觉有些看懂他这副画以及其他一些画
好久没听，今天重听，好动情！
我也很喜欢那幅杏花。没想到是他画的。
是的，我也觉得他是有点精神问题。如果得到正确的疏导和治疗，结果会不一样吧。
是真的，第一次看到星空原作的时候，我整个人动都动不了，太震撼了，那种沁入你内心深处的美和力量，独一无二的杰作
是認真的。每次看梵高的畫都被深深打動。
但是，這世上沒有一樣東西是被所有人欣賞喜愛的，你要是不喜歡這幅畫，也沒什麼。
他是双性恋。或者应该说他只追求极致的爱和灵魂共鸣，不论性别
还有火在燃烧！
这句真好。 不惊讶 。梵高虽然可能有精神疾病，但对人间有着浓浓的爱。山河万物，人间苦乐。
著名的杏花，好像是送给他弟弟的孩子的，庆祝孩子出生。花在枝头摇曳，伸展。他弟弟一辈子养活他。没有他弟弟，就没有梵高的成就。 很多梵高作品里，包括早期素描，都是刻画劳动人民：拾稻穗的，在橄榄树林工作的女工。他爱 人，但是也挣扎于人间。
你的观察没有问题。艺术的魅力 不一定 是美，但一定是 有冲击力的。你 不安了，说明 你也被 touch 了。这恰恰是梵高的魅力，给每个人不同的感受。
这幅画非常浩瀚，美丽，majestic, 但也有一种搅动，不安。
他的画中有着火焰般的热情，极其强烈的情绪和孩童般的纯净天真；技巧上，夸张的扭曲变形和强烈的色彩对比
贴几张：）
杏花是画于他在世的最后一年，送给他弟弟的刚出生的孩子的。
我好像记得亲爱的提奥还有一个译名叫： 渴望生活？
我觉得这个就是智商税，还贼贵，跟看真画两码事
梵高37岁死的，算晚年？
渴望生活是欧文斯通为他写的传记的书名吧。
对，作者是 Irving Stone，书名是Lust for life。