From the gallery to Bookstore

From Shanghai Art Museum out, also reluctantly, so lift mobile phone and a shot of this seemingly church art palace. I pondered carefully in my heart, and it was also the first time in my life to see the development process of Chinese painting systematically. Although I don’t understand the beauty of Danqing art, since the World Expo saw the dynamic Riverside Scene of Qingming Festival, I like the lifelike landscape figures. I knew this was a very shallow level, but it opened a new door for me. In the exhibition area of representative works of modern and contemporary Chinese paintings, it is the first time for me to appreciate the multifacticity of Chinese paintings, and also the first time for me to appreciate so many master original works in such a systematic way. Youxian, Liu Haisu, Guan Liang, Zhu Qizhan, Qian jiantie, Xie Zhiliu, Lu Yanshao, Feng Zikai, Lai Shaoqi, Wang Yachen, Tang Yun, Wu Guanzhong, Cheng Shifa, Liu Danzhai, etc., as well, lu fu sheng. I wrote down their names seriously, and also wanted to carve the brilliance of art in my heart to improve my aesthetic interest. Seeing Wu Hufan’s “Shi Xi monk Qiu Shan Tu”, Wang Yachen’s “Zi Shou Jin Zhang”, Guan Shan’s “drunken concubine”, I especially like Xie Zhiliu’s “Lotus”, because it is summer, it was also because I passed through a pool of green lotus the day before yesterday, but now I saw this white lotus again, and a peaceful and elegant heart surged in my heart. Seeing Ge You’s portrait on the second floor, I couldn’t help feeling a little happy, which was more vivid than the way he advertised for China Mobile. I also like the print “Autumn” by Russian printmaker raffuchin very much, and I like the quiet and distant autumn. After coming out, I saw the Daguang cinema. I think the summer vacation must be very lively. Passing by in a hurry, crossing Tibet Road, passing Muen Hall, crossing Lai Fuji square and entering Fuzhou road which I am familiar. There is an artistic beauty and reverie in my heart. When I walked in the hot world, I walked slowly, and my heart felt Poetic. I even wanted to be a gardener at that time. I spent two hours in the bookstore, because my baby was interested in Chinese zodiac recently, I bought “Chinese Zodiac culture” published by Shanghai Dictionary for my child, I also bought for her the Nanjing volume of “Chinese celebrities’ former residence study tour Hall”: the tide falls in Jinling. This is an era of reading pictures. I want to let children measure the landscape culture of China with their eyes first. In the future, it may be possible for them to understand the power of distance. Besides, some of my classmates scattered in several corners of the city in Nanjing. As for buying books, I am still gluttonous and have to control myself. I almost piled up the whole house into a messy study. Fortunately, my heart was not in disorder. I also bought a collection of Dai Wangshu’s classic poems published by Shandong Literature and Art. I like its cover, its simple outline and poetic infinite. Touch it, touch the romance and sadness of an oil paper umbrella. I bought autumn border, a selected collection of Hong Kong literature, whose authors are mostly inland people. Some famous people like Shu Ting, Wang Anyi, Su Tong, Chen Ran, Deng Youmei, Han Shaogong, Sun Shaozhen, xiao Fuxing, Chi Zijian, etc. Among overseas Chinese in Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, there are Dong Qiao, Ma Jiahui, Li oufan, Bai Xianyong, Zhong Yiwen, Liang Xihua, Jian Zheng, Nie Hualing, You Jin, etc. Not only curiosity, but also the openness and inclusiveness of Hong Kong culture. Recently, many top candidates in the college entrance examination gave up Peking University, Tsinghua University, Fudan University and so on and chose to study in Hong Kong, which is thought-provoking. After Rousseau and Montaigne, I chose didero. It is always hard to get rid of Chinese contemporary literature. Modern and contemporary literature is just like my original intention when I came to Jiangnan. Here is a collection of winning works of Lu Xun, Mao Dun, Feng Zikai, Yu Dafu and Dai Wangshu, which was edited by Jiangnan magazine, it can be regarded as a contemporary end-result of my ten-year Jiangnan complex. On that day, feibaiyou left a message about “A Brief History of Japanese literature”. Today, he met “a history of Japanese national poetry” written by Zheng Minqin, with 6600 pages thick, and hesitated for a moment, I also think of the haiku master Matsuo basao, and I still don’t want to miss it. Another book is The Travel Notes of China written by Japanese literature master Akutagawa Ryunosuke. I want to see the look of China in his eyes of this master who only lived 35 years old. Akutagawa Ryunosuke can be immortal only with Rashomon. When buying books, you will always spend some money and think of supporting your family. It is better to be moderate. Seeing Wang Xiangfu chatting with GE Xiaoping that day, he saw Wang Xiangfu once lived in a temple, talking about the monk who ate shrimps and drank at night. This is also interesting. I think monks also have troubles. Seeing “Buddha also has troubles” compiled by Wang Yuexing, I also got it. Who can really have no trouble in seeking Buddhism and explaining Taoism? From the Art Gallery to the bookstore, from the pictures to the words, my heart had a colorful beauty, and even the cervical spine which had been shouting silently didn’t feel painful on this day. Like (prose editor: dancing alone with rain) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

The smile to you is to have

Another morning, I came from the fresh field, picked up a drop of glittering Dew, gathered a touch of gentle morning glow, and placed it in a poetic small room. Until dusk, I counted crystal clear, thinking about the gentleness. Can that figure be you, sitting quietly in the twilight glaze; Can that smile be you, beautiful Spring Branch; Can that swallow be you, waiting for a season, and whether that wave light is you, can it be the fairy tale in the dream to add a little gentle? Can this be the pursuit in the wind? When petals fall down season by season, I will pick up the memory with golden light. Walking in the dusk, I can’t see the stunning scenery at dusk, but I can imagine its exquisiteness, it depicts in my heart: I didn’t hear the final song at dusk, but I can feel its bit by bit, and it sings in my life. In fact, beauty is neither words nor sound pictures, but a kind of connotation brought to you and me, a kind of warm friendship flowing slowly! Some thoughts that are gradually getting farther and farther lie quietly in the infatuated dreams. Loneliness makes the soul carved into wounds. Under the Sun, with the vicissitudes of palm lines, string up seasonal bells, and look for poetic paradise on the road of reincarnation. If you are injured today, can you forget it? If you are tired today, can you let your heart fly? Tonight, the flute is melodious in the moonlight. Please listen, the night wind is swaying, and the insects sing lightly. Tonight, my thoughts are flying under the starry sky. Please feel the moonlight like water and long reverie. Tonight, the wind will accompany you to stare at you, let you pour out your heart, wait for the moon to fall, and the Heart light will be bright. Tonight, Butterfly Dream will accompany you to sing happily, let you stay together for thousands of years, feel the deep love and sincerity, forever! Because of you, I like wandering in the wind, dreaming and listening to a voice with a smile. Because of you, I like to be drunk in spring, thinking freely and letting out a feeling quietly. The reason why the world is beautiful is that you sow the yearning of beauty and expectation in every season. The reason why the world is happy is that you send clear hope in the floating clouds. How much I think, in the innocent heart, carve the Lotus’s heart; How much I think, sow pure seeds in the clear Lotus Pond; How much I think, walk out of the crowd and stay away from the noise, looking at the sea together and feeling the smell of the rolling spray; Thinking so much, moistening the dust in the world, writing down peace and leaving a pure and beautiful smile. Who can use cloud as a word? Who can take the moon as a poem? Who can sing with the rain? Who can seem to live in the world of fairy tales, with a touch of tenderness and love forever, with feelings to form words, with heart to build text? Only you can see through this lonely world with the eyes of poetry, dyed a light purple and blue of love. Only you can interpret the breeze and the moon of the soul in a plain and gentle way, and the lingering feeling of getting drunk. Only you can pour out the red fragrance in your heart with the wind of Tang Dynasty and Song Yu, and dye the wild smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Only you can cast the past years into classics with romantic feelings and find a soul Garden of Dreams. In the pure world, I simply outline the lines of life with a brush; In the eternal poem, I gently describe the persistent feelings with my heart. The sun shines on your face, can you feel that the days are still sunny. Who says the Internet Sea is ruthless, who says the Internet is virtual, there is real truth in the network, as long as you pay sincerity, you will also get sincerity at hand is the end of the world, the end of the world is at hand, whether it is the distance from the end of the world or the distance at hand, the key is how far that person is in your heart. The falling petals, the strings of wisteria; The green fireflies, the faint window lattice; All are to foil your figure in the sun; You in the sun, open your arms, eager for sunshine bath, eager for the fortress Great Wall built in the veins; Eager for the flying of life, eager for the embrace of friendship, eager for sincere favor; The reason why the world is no longer cold is because of the warmth of friendship, the firmness of smile and sincerity of holding hands. After going through the vicissitudes, I broke the cocoon and became a butterfly. Even if I couldn’t fly over the sea, I was still on the other side. I stayed quietly beside the cliff and engraved two words with wisdom: immortality! You said you would be friends from generation to generation. My smile to you is to have. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Lament

I will continue to stay with this city in another way I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…

Children’s Day

Finally, I have reached the age of being too young. Although he claimed to be a teenager in the flower season, he indeed had already become an uncle and uncle. On children’s day many years ago, I was still thinking about what gifts I could receive. Today I want to think about whether I should prepare some gifts for my niece. Time flies so fast. Time secretly took away grandpa and grandma; Also secretly took away the four-wheel brothers who grew up with us in childhood, Huludao and Haier Brothers. These two days, the internet is full of the atmosphere of children’s day, watching and watching, I suddenly thought of the Children’s Day that year belonged to me. In those years, I didn’t have Alps or dove. What I had was only Xu Fuji who had two pieces of money. In those years, I was not cool, but only a ten-cent ice bag. In those years, I thought the happiest thing in the world was holding a bottle of soda in my left hand and a pack of beef tendons in my right hand! In those years, I was very angry when playing Marble. Every time I lost, I would ask them to return it to me. (All their homework was copied from me. If they didn’t give it, they knew the consequences.) in those years, I would go swimming in the pond and fish with planes and Akiko in summer, off lobster. In those years, I also fought snowballs and made snowmen with them in winter. In those years, I loved the moves in the model martial arts animation and the children’s shoes to play, such as the horse’s Dragon’s palm, Qiankun’s big move, turtle’s qigong, Ott laser, Tianma meteor boxing and so on… In those years, no matter how you played or played, exams were always at the top. In those years, I always played tricks with my companions. In those years, when my family was busy, I still went to the ground to help my parents, although sometimes the more I helped, the more busy I was. In those years, climbing trees to dig bird nests, setting fire in the wild, hitting glass with slingshot, digging holes to make traps, blocking cigarette holder, exploding toilets, stealing cucumbers next door, pulling girls’ ponytail, putting needles on stools, I played all kinds of mischievous tricks by putting barrels on the door frame, removing the deskmate’s bench. Those years, that year, that year. At that time, we were simple and happy. Gloom was happiness, simple and beautiful. It was enough to have these wonderful memories, even if we couldn’t go back… Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) change the way to continue to stay with this city I went out at 6 o’clock in the morning and came back at almost 8 o’clock in the evening. From beginning to end, I only welcomed myself with silence; Since I went to college, on weekends… [Original essay] string words Since winter, the sky is dry and the snow is misty. The whole earth is desolate and empty. Whether your mood is like a year, or… Forever military dream Forever military Dream (Ma Xiaochun, Kangle county, Gansu province) memories are like meteors, passing through the unmarked and blurred eyes, and the outline gradually… Spring rain I like spring rain like everything on the Earth. Just after the new year, the sky began to rain. I really like the spring in Jiangnan… Plucked the snowflakes of Dreams (modified) Near the new year, the first snow fell. I was surprised to read a long scroll in the morning, the white one is snow, and the gray one is tree… Self The fashion is transient, and the style is permanent. Things that can shine on others may not be put here. In…