The withering and rebirth of a leaf in autumn

Talk about autumn, talk about falling leaves

There's always plenty of sentimentality.

However, after the leaves fall, can they only be accompanied by saprolite?

Not really.

The fallen leaves belong to Ouyang Xiu

"Late night wind bamboo knock autumn rhyme, thousands of leaves thousand voices are hate";

It belongs to Gong Zizhen.

"Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers";

It belongs to Du Fu.

"Endless falling trees whistling, endless Yangtze River rolling."

Carved by artist Omid Asadi,

Even a small leaf has its own wonderful,

They all have their own stories, sad or happy.

In his eyes, the falling leaves were never fallen leaves,

but rather works of art.

Omid Asadi

One day, Omid and his wife were walking around talking about paper cutting,

Suddenly a leaf fell on his head,

Omid immediately thought of putting leaves and

The idea of combining paper cuts together.

He used his box cutter and needle to paint on the leaves.

Use art to regenerate these leaves,

Complete the cycle of life and sublimation.

Dickens

Jack Nick from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest.

He thinks apples fall from trees.

After thousands of years, Newton finally made a discovery,

And fallen leaves were to him what apples were to Newton.

Flying dandelion,

To welcome new life.

The watchman of two trees,

Love for two.

The eagle's attitude is to look down on the waves and the boundless sky.

Bright eyes and good looks,

Looking around.

Phoenix Nirvana,

Reborn.

Feathers are the power to fly,

The pen is the sword of thought.

Che Guevara, though a portrait,

It represents the power of an era.

John Lennon, brilliant musician,

It was undoubtedly the brightest star of its time.

Years will age your hands,

But I never let go of the tenderness of your fingertips.

Persian cheetahs, even when they lie still,

There was still an imposing aura.

An uncaptured smile,

But it was speculated and studied by everyone.

Butterfly's life, although short,

But elegant, calm and calm.

Thin leaves, sparse nodes;

Snow does not fall down, wind does not break.

The horse is lifelike, the long mane flies,

A magnificent pose is like crossing an ocean through hardship.

It took Omid years

That I've been concentrating on,

It's called "leaf eagle."

After a few years,

Omid's skills are getting better and better,

He used his dexterous hands to

Shaped the beautiful shape of the leaves.

It was this "ingenuity" that made him complete.

A series of stunning masterpieces.

People

Omid Asadi says:

Art for me is a different way of looking at the world and things around me. And I started thinking, why doesn't anyone notice these beautiful leaves? If they were called flowers, we wouldn't ignore them like this. I wanted to give leaves another life and make them art.

Scenery

Omid has a principle of using only fallen leaves to create,

Never touch a living leaf.

It's environmentally friendly, it's humane,

But it makes it harder to create,

Dehydrated leaves are brittle, often cracking when sculpted,

But after years of Omid training,

His knife skills are superb.

thinking

children and nature

autumn

Time to break

touch

peace

dare to climb

A world of sand,

One flower, one heaven,

One leaf, one paradise,

Omid

With needle tips and carving knives

Give life to these withered things,

They're supposed to rot with dust.

into an amazing piece of work.

Sometimes,

Death is not passing away.

It's a new beginning.

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