Zi Zaichuan said: The deceased is like a husband. The dead are like a river. Some people flow like rivers, while others are remembered forever like rivers.

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Miss Mr. Mei in the rain

Outside the window, after a yellow gale, it was quiet, and then there was the sound of "scratching" the window. I looked up at the south window. That's the sound of rain. I don't know when the night will come. One day, I looked for some information about Mr. Mei Mosheng in my room, including the calligraphy and poetry collections that Mr. Mei gave me, and the newspapers I interviewed for him.

Mr. Emerson has been dead for half a month. I have been taught a lesson by him, and I feel very uncomfortable these days. Just 60 years old, this is the time for Mr. Mei to make a name for himself and enjoy his retirement. Who would have thought he would be a jealous talent!

I first met Miss Mei in 1999. Go to the Central Academy of Fine Arts to study full-time and study calligraphy in the Calligraphy Art Research Office of the Department of Traditional Chinese Painting. Teachers are naturally national first-class masters. The director is Mr. Wang Yong, the directors are,, Liu Shaogang,, Xu Hai, and the director is Mr. Mei. I remember that he taught us the rules of calligraphy in class for a period of time according to the regulations of the Academy of Fine Arts. One day, Miss Mei was very happy and wanted to write to us. That day, he wrote a sentence, but I don't remember what it was. This is a big word. When Mr. Mei saw that there was no large sum in front of him, he grabbed three or two pens together, but it was just a wave of his hand. This word is very free and easy, and everyone applauds. I also got a picture, which was written by an ancient poem, Curse. Later, I asked for help, but I reluctantly gave it away. In the second half of the year, I remember that Teacher Mei talked about painting theory, which was a big class. I remember that the calligraphy class, like the traditional Chinese painting class and the theory class, came to attend classes in another teaching and research section. Everyone takes notes carefully. Mr. Mei likes to wear white, but only his shoes are black. There may be rhinitis. During lectures, he sometimes takes out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket, pinches his nose, and then puts it back. Mr. Mei is eloquent and knowledgeable. We are often dragged to a place with a deep topic, and then he pulls us back when it's over. Mr. Mei talks mostly with a smile, and the beard on his upper lip keeps moving. It seems that knowledge and wisdom come from the roots of beards. When Miss Mei gives us a lecture, she doesn't just talk about what is painted in the book. He talked about keeping in good health and learning life, Tai Ji Chuan. But he naturally strung together, which is related to the class itself. At a certain time, he can take it back without delay. In my limited experience, it seems that only Mr. Mei can speak like this.

Ten years later, I went to Beijing from my hometown. Later, while studying painting at Rong Baozhai Painting Academy, he was appointed as the executive editor of the Guide to Tibetan Painting by February Bookstore. One day, Mr. Huai Yi, the owner of February Bookstore, asked me to meet Mr. Mei Mosheng for an exclusive interview. Tibetan Painting Guide is a monthly magazine with dozens of pages, and interviews with people in each issue are the highlight. I first drew up an interview outline and contacted Mr. Mei, who asked me to send it to him on WeChat.

I haven't seen Mr. Mei for ten years, so I have every reason to visit Mei House. My heart is hot and I feel a kind of affection. That day, two colleagues Song Difei and Yang Gongtuo accompanied him. Mr. Mei lives in a community. He is an independent villa. Let's meet in the living room on the first floor. Mr. Mei is still smiling, still wearing glasses that are a little too big for me, and he can't see how old he was ten years ago, because his hair was gray ten years ago, and some grooves in the denomination have been seen ten years ago. When I came, I saw that the flowers and bamboos in the yard were prosperous and peaceful, and I knew that Mr. Mei's life was rich and comfortable. Our visit, his answer, went well, and he is still talking about Kan Kan, which is eloquent. In this case, it seems that he was born for him. Several times, when I tried to interrupt him in the conversation, he was a little anxious. "Let me finish the question," he said. At that time, I thought that question, no, a few questions had been answered fairly well, but Miss Mei was still too inadequate. Generally, the number of words in our interview should be controlled at more than 10 thousand words. Later, when I arranged the recording, I still had some control and omitted a few.

In that interview, I found a problem. While talking and laughing, Mr. Mei was a little angry and complained. From some problems in his persistence in traditional culture, I feel that he has some resistance, some unhappiness and maybe some helplessness in the process of defending. Ten years later, Miss Mei, in my eyes, has a little more content, not just as simple and warm as it was ten years ago.

What makes me happy is that in this interview, at my request, Miss Mei has written my fasting number in advance: read a lesson. Knowing that I like and write poetry, I have prepared a book of his poems, Love Poetry.

After contacting Miss Mei on WeChat, if Miss Mei sends poems occasionally, I will praise them in time. I remember that Mr. Mei sent two poems at first. "Read the eight Shi Tao poems interviewed by Mr. Conscience and give them to me, and laugh at them": "Eight Shi Tao poems are also legendary, and Lin Dongchan has his own teacher. There is no pen and ink in the ancient mountains and rivers, and the mountains and rivers have lost their poetic thoughts. If you don't know this song, you will know it for a long time. Who knows a painting in the world? Over the years, 300 people have become famous. " Autumn: "What's wrong with sunny days? Reading and appreciating ancient sages. Clouds go to rest for three summer rains, and winds come to sleep for nine autumn. I didn't mean to hurt the mirror. I just had feelings and thoughts for a while. Wonderful music and beautiful voice are pleasing to the eye, and I am very happy that the moon will be round. "

Of course, Mr. Mei's poems are quite artistic. They are by no means petty and bookish, but a natural expression of lofty aspirations. Occasionally, there is a leveling error, and it will be pointed out in WeChat after discovery.

Later, Mr. Mei read too many poems, and his heart itched to match his masterpiece. 20 13,10126 October, he sent a sentence, namely, "Nangezi White Hair": "Half a hundred people are healthy, and bloom is early in life. There are frogs in the Woods, and melons are planted where there is nothing. Things are like drama, and people's hearts are like hemp. I've wasted a few fans in my life, and I've seen the green hills dye and the clouds disperse. " The next day, I wrote a cloud: "Wandering around the dust, looking at the flowers on the case." Although I haven't heard enough frogs in my hometown, I grow melons in Beijing without soil. The market came unexpectedly, thinking about mulberry and hemp. In Li Qianbu's new home, I watched the rain clouds in the south. "2065438+March 1 1, in 2004, Mr. Mei published his new poem, which is a seven-rhythm poem, namely" Going to National Taiwan University to give lectures ":"The magpie in front of the eaves is noisy, and it's time to start a trip to Taiwan Province. The way out is like Zen, and there is nothing. When you start, you don't think about it. The article once watched the fire from the other side of the bank, which made it adapt to the breeze before writing poetry. Where is penzer's infinite meaning? Look at the mountains, the water and the clouds. "That is, the next day I sent him a cloud with me:" What do you want in spring? "Bao Xiao Tai Heng is my teacher. Yan city is easy to hide when it is hidden, and it is known every day. The seal is not independent, and the calligraphy and painting are sincere. Stepping on the waves is like a fairy, and the wind sings in the morning bath. "

There's one thing to say. One day, the cell phone rang. It was Mr. May on the phone. I answered at once. He invited me to Meifu for tea. I live in Yanjiao, JD.COM, and Mr. Mei is at the west end of Beijing. It takes two hours to take the bus and subway all the way, and it is already time to get off work in the afternoon. That day, I was not in class, but the February bookstore was very close to Meifu. Teacher Mei thinks I'm in class, or I live not far from him. I said, sir, what can I do for you? It's getting late and I live far away. Mr. Mei replied that nothing happened. He just wants to chat with you and have tea.

This time, it was also the only time that Miss Mei took the initiative to keep the appointment. I didn't keep the appointment. What does Mr. Mei want to talk to me about? I still don't understand. Do you want to talk to me about poetry?

I don't know when the rain stopped outside the window, and the room began to get stuffy again.

Drop by Qi Jiannan's house.

Quiet is one of the reasons for moving to Songzhuang. Qi Jiannan's small street is particularly quiet and clean. I live in the street in front of him, a little inferior. There are more cars passing by, and the speed is a bit too fast. You are walking leisurely on the side of the road, and suddenly you feel uncomfortable. There is also a factory next to it, which often makes some noise.

After dinner, I go in through the back door of the 60 Art District, and sometimes I stay there for a while. There is a calligraphy training class organized by the winners of the national exhibition. But the ultimate goal is to come to the streets of Qi Jiannan and share the super quiet here.

Tonight, I came to this street with Liu Hongbao, who is from the same town as Jibo. Last month, Qi Bo went to Shanghai to hold a painting and calligraphy exhibition with his wife Xuchang, and invited Liu to be the co-pilot. Wechat learned that this trip to Jiangnan lasted for more than a month. They visited many famous places and met many famous people.

Yes, this street was quiet at first, with few people. Even if there is, I think it is still at home. Even if I meet you, I'm a walker. If I say four steps, I am exaggerating. The sound of the sole touching the road is very clear, coming from far away and from far away. Here are two kinds of lights that can help you know more about the tranquility of this street. One is moonlight. Feeling the moonlight in Beijing is always too much to ask. Here you go. It's okay. The day before yesterday, I was stunned by the moonlight here. As soon as my wife and I stepped into this street, we felt that there was a round thing in the sky watching us walk in good faith. How warm it is to have a pair of kind eyes looking at you on your way forward. Yes, it's a full moon, not a bright moon. Soaked in some rain colors, it is soft and moist, with some heavy feelings. It hangs high there, quietly, as if blinking, conveying a gentleness from heaven. I turned on the phone camera and took a picture. At that moment, I thought this was my present job. Another kind of light is light, the light of street lamps, not the kind that makes your eyes unwilling to open. There seems to be another emotion. Comparing it to wine, of course, it is not the old Fenjiu in Beijing Erguotou, nor the sake in Japan. It makes sense to compare it to Shaoxing flower carving.

Qi Bo lived here. He must have been interviewed, analogized and demonstrated. I suddenly feel that Mr. Qi Bo is a thoughtful man, at least this is one aspect of him. Roughness is his other side. His words, as well as his current paintings, are rough. Without these nuances, how can we support those majestic, full, broad-minded and frank! Honesty belongs to his present, his future and of course his past. It belongs to the yard of chickens, ducks, dogs, cats, flowers, fruits and vegetables written in his article.

The wooden sign engraved with "Songzhuang Calligraphy Court" hangs in the south gate of Qijian, which is a banner of Songzhuang calligraphy. Isn't it a little small to insert this banner only in Songzhuang with his current artistic achievements? I still think so, although the Wei Ti characters collected in "Mupai" are so broad and refreshing.

I still have the manuscript fee sent to Qi Jiannan by a magazine officially run by Tongzhou, and the exhibition samples published by the bookstore to Mr. Xuchang in February. After walking outside for a month, I should work hard at home for a while and won't go out to see guests again. Of course you have to eat and drink. For this reason, although there are legitimate reasons, I can't bear to disturb without authorization. Liu Hongbao also wants to see Mr. Qi. Just after dinner, we dialed the telephone in front of him.

Go upstairs and enter the room and see a group of people already there. It seems that it is not so easy for Mr. Qi to stop.

Qi Bo has accumulated in Xishan for ten years, and it has become more and more popular in recent years. Ten years later, China Calligraphy, the magazine of the official China Calligraphers Association, generously set up a section for him, which was debuted by BLACKPINK; Strong alliance with first-line stars, one exhibition after another; People of insight from all sides have become collectors of Qi paintings and calligraphy.

I like reading the calligraphy in Qi Jiannan's paintings. Generally speaking, you have to read the inscription first, but Qi Jiannan's paintings often have no inscription. It seems that I don't want to show this ability here; For example, in his paintings, he thinks there is no need for inscriptions. Look at what you see, look at the words in calligraphy. However, paper can't cover fire, and his paintings and calligraphy are all in it. Can you say that lines and ink blocks have nothing to do with calligraphy? Yes, the realm of calligraphy that has been cultivated for decades has been well transformed here. Good is good, don't hide yourself, Buddhists say that emptiness is color, and what Qi Jiannan has here is nothingness.

Qi Bo admires a person. I talked to him at his house that time. He's talking about He Jianguo. I haven't studied how good He Jianguo is. Qi Bo has obviously studied, and his calligraphy and painting are hanging on the wall. What's the original words come from, why exaggerate. He's painting is a big Jane, how good is it to dare to use color? Zibo has made it clear. Qi Bo is not only happy with his comrades-in-arms, but also praises everyone.

We sat down to drink tea, drinking a very fragrant tea, I don't know the name. This house called "Zhao Jingtang" is a little high, which is also a major feature of Songzhuang Art District. This is a little nourishing, artist's, and it's just as well to say "expensive". There is a big reed mat on the ground under the coffee table here, which was a discovery when I went to Jingzhao Hall. I found the seclusion complex in Mr. Qi's heart. Reed mats are made of reeds, which are wild and aquatic. Qi Jiannan's name is in the temple, but in the wild. Teacher qi is comfortable. He doesn't have to look at anyone's face. No matter what he does, including writing and drawing, he is not affected.

Reed boats float on the water surrounded by reeds. When the fish comes to take the bait, it will collect some. When fishing stops, it will read a few pages of idle books. When friends visit the other shore, they will meet them. It's good.

Qi Bo talks with visitors about "wisdom". He separated "intelligence" from "intelligence" and said, what is "intelligence"? "Wisdom" is the result of acquired efforts, and it is the wit cultivated. What about "Hui"? This is innate, a gift arranged by God for you. If you are treated well and given more talents, and you know how to play, develop and use it, you will use this talent wisely. This is called "wisdom". People have "wisdom" and "wisdom", and only when they are willing to cooperate can they achieve their careers. There is nothing that can't be done, and one aspect can't be abused. Luxury use is sorry for yourself; Don't be stingy, you will also suffer a lot. This analysis, you sound, you feel fresh

Mr. Qi's family has a pair of cats, which are excellent varieties introduced from abroad. They are gray and black. They are very much like tigers. They are not afraid of people and are not arrogant. They are calm, generous and have self-esteem.

Wang Xiangfu also likes to touch and feed things. So, I told Qi Jiannan a name called "three famous tricks" used by Wang Xiangfu. What are three? One is a famous cat, one is a famous dog, and the third is a celebrity. A cat is a Siamese cat, a dog is a CMB, and a person is Wang Xiangfu. Mr. Wang once explained to people: my fame is not as big as that of cats and dogs! Qi Bo twisted his thick black beard with his fingers and laughed. Qi Bo was amused by Wang Xiangfu's humor. It's interesting that his front teeth are exposed, and his sincere eyes smile without any temper. I'll tell you the name Wang Xiangfu gave me "Buxue Hall". Teacher Wang has explained in WeChat that walking in a clean place means that snow is the cleanest and pollution-free, and it also represents the spirit of bathing in the snow. Mr. Wang is a famous painter and writer, and he is very welcome to be my teacher. He also promised to write this hall number again, so that I could read it day and night as a teacher. Teacher Qi is the head of the calligraphy village here in Songzhuang, and I am a calligraphy villager. I look forward to the honor. In addition, it is neat and powerful, has a sense of weight, and can be used as a town house. If I get my wish, I will hang it in the central hall and at the door first. It's not Mei Zhu, is it? I don't think the two gentlemen will blame me for being greedy.

Teacher Qi is still smiling. Teacher Qi is really refreshed. Teacher Qi really understands my wish. Teacher Qi said that I will write for you in a couple of days.

Qi Bo loves his fellow travelers, and his first performance is to cook braised pork for everyone. In his palace, everyone was filled with joy and said with one voice, "Not greasy, not greasy." Another one is also manifested in He Jianguo, who has a glimpse of the leopard. When we see one thing, we come out and go home. Mr. Qi and Mr. Xuchang asked us to take back some books published in He Jianguo and give them to our friends. I have a big roll in my hand, plus one, another and a small one.