In other words, we meet ourselves all our lives. In life, in literary works, in writers. In Mr. Mu Xin's literary family, I am looking for my relatives with spiritual blood. I learned from Mr. Chen Danqing and read Mr. Mu's works from Memoirs of Literature. I can't forget the "clear clouds after the rain" described in his essay "Childhood in Gone with Times". After reading Mr. Mu's paintings, I want to write my own superficial feelings.

At the beginning, I watched "Childhood with Me", as if I saw a clear blue lake, a light breeze and drizzle, and a touch of sadness, so I thought I understood. I thought it was Mr. Mu Xin's childhood. A clever young master of a rich family is sad for losing his beloved things, happy for getting them back, and disappointed for losing them again. After reading other articles by Mr. Mu Xin, I read this article again. The light blue lake is more light green, bottomless, cool and sad. After reading Mr. Wang's paintings, people who are snowing in the dark are a touch of green in the vast desert. The "I" in the article is not me. I see mountains and rivers beyond mountains and rivers. Between mountains and rivers, there is me without me. "It doesn't matter." The author is both a painter and a viewer, looking at this sad world from a distance.

What touched me at first was "having my realm". Mr. Mu Xin said, "Genius grows early and becomes late ..." Mr. Mu is undoubtedly precocious. The "I" in "Childhood Gone for Never" is a precocious and intelligent child. Even if it is not Mr. Mu, there is the shadow of Mr. Mu, looking at this sad world from the perspective of a child. A precocious child must be good at thinking and see the impermanence and vicissitudes of the world prematurely. Read through the whole article, just like an ink painting, full of distinct charm of water town, showing that "the sky is clear after the rain, and the future is like other people's color." "I" took my mother and a large group of relatives up the mountain to do Buddhist work and got a cross-kiln coffin presented by a monk. The color is like sky blue, and I can't put it down. The description on the way down the mountain, like Mr. Mu Xin's painting, "The partridge is calling in the distance. It rained at night. " The composition is simple and the colors are simple, which outlines the artistic conception of "crossing the wild without a boat". I have seen Mr. Wang's paintings, most of which are relatively small in length, extremely pale in color, showing little, and the feeling of emptiness and loneliness arises spontaneously. Just as landscape painting is different from traditional landscape painting, depicting one's imaginary scenery between concrete and abstract implies a poetic and extremely rich spiritual world. Draw as you are, write as you are. The color in front of this article is bright, "That day is just around the corner. I am very happy to go home to eat meat, play football and fly kites, but I am worried that the hunchbacked old monk will take care of me ... "A naive and lively child jumped out of the paper, and the sun and grass were stained with yellow and green tones. "Porters pick to pick, I followed a group of ladies-in-waiting wearing rubies out of the door, looking back-sleeping lion temple, nuns live in monks? Buddhist nun is very small. How can there be such a big buddhist nun? These people don't ask. " Going home from the mountain is happy, and my happiness is full of doubts, which dilutes the yellow and adds a few cyan. The green picture leads to the author's favorite poem "After the rain, the clouds will open, and the future will be like others' color". The favorite bowl is sky blue. I think sky blue is light green and light blue, light, thin, transparent and dignified, with unspeakable sadness.

On the way home from the mountain, the color darkened. When the family was about to board the boat, "I" remembered that I had forgotten to go to the moon cave. I can imagine my joy after the servant went to great lengths to get it up the hill. "After shaking for a while, I gradually heard the sound of paddles. The blue waves are like a large piece of satin, rippling and stretching. The sound of the bow and the intermittent sound of the oarsmen at the stern seem surprisingly comfortable. " The colors are bright and beautiful, and the green is breathtaking. Green mountains and green waters, black boats, boatmen and tourists all move forward silently, like a five-character quatrain and a painting by Mr. Mu Xin's teacher Lin Fengmian. Ningshi, Danyuan, lonely. Wearing a hat, dressed in black and holding a cane, the picture of Mr. Mu Xin standing in the snow suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, staying in the world, overlooking the world and depicting the scenery in his heart. We are all people in the picture. Sorry, "I" accidentally lost it while playing with a bowl of river water. "The bowl is flat in rotation, like a small lotus leaf with a stalk, floating around and leaving the boat ... looking at what you can't see-you can't wake up." The sky suddenly turned gray, and the pale green picture was printed with silent sadness, and my childhood went with it.

"I" stood out of the picture in a trance, staring at all this coldly, watching me drift away and finally disappear. It can be said that there is no place for me. "In retrospect, this is a terrible prediction. There are indeed many such things in my life. Things and people that are a hundred times more precious than Yueyao are sold out, and some are even broken. " It seems to be an understatement, and a few faint colors outline the silent sadness and heavy sadness of human beings. Schopenhauer said: "Life is a cycle of satisfying boredom and unsatisfied pain." If "I" didn't lose Yueyao Cave, the joy would fade with the passage of time, and time would dilute the lost pain. The joys and sorrows of life are the same.

Buddha said, just put it down. The story is set in buddhist nun, and Yue Kiln was given by a monk. Cherish it so much, "I" still left it in buddhist nun, or lost it from a painful experience. Does the author intend to use Buddhism to interpret the "gain" and "loss" of life? Mother's words are quite Zen. "Some people will catch it, but it will sink, and some people will catch it later. As long as it doesn't break-eat, don't think about it, drink hot tea in the cabin after dinner ... there will be many such things in the future. " In the vast world and the vast sea of people, someone will find what I lost. It has not disappeared from this world, and I have not completely lost it. If it breaks, I will lose my love forever. "There will be many such things in the future." Mother said softly, how helpless and miserable life is. "Pessimism is a kind of foresight." After his family broke up and his mother died, Mu Xin was forced to flee and go to prison. His beloved manuscripts and paintings were destroyed in prison and three fingers were broken. He said, "It's much better to die and be martyred than to die and be martyred." The heart is so rich and the reality is so cruel. Mr. Wang had Qian Qian's ten thousand reasons to choose to die, but he lived so hard and called himself "Shaoxing Greek". Mr. Wang never mentioned those sufferings. He stood outside the landscape, looked at the landscape and looked at his own suffering, so he had the landscape in the painting.

Many years later, Mu Xin wrote in Jackson Heights: "I don't know what to forgive, but I really think the world can forgive." In other words, the scenery in Mr. Wang's eyes is "after the rain clears, the clouds clear away."