The office moved in to sort things out and dug up the works received when the company named "Youth Painting and Calligraphy Grand Prix" more than ten years ago. Xu Wei wrote a poem:
I became an elderly man for half my life, and my self-study roared in the evening breeze.
There is nowhere to sell pearls at the bottom of the pen.
Throw wild vines around.
At that time, the pen meeting ended and a young calligrapher asked for words. I clearly remember that when he wrote this word, he said to himself, "The content is not very good."
I smiled and said it was well written, so I put it away. In fact, I really think the artistic conception of this poem is sad and miserable, and the evil wind is blowing. The poet Xu Wei was a "writer, calligrapher and strategist" in Ming Dynasty. Although he was "smart and resourceful since childhood, he was ambitious", but his life was bumpy and he was imprisoned for seven or eight years. After he was released from prison, he was poor and ill. He lived by selling poems, articles and paintings, and died of madness all his life, which can be described as "down and out".
Although calligraphy is magnificent, the content is really not suitable to be framed and hung at home or in the office. I believe in Feng Shui. When the word was put away, it was "shelved" in piles of materials.
On an accidental occasion, I met the young calligrapher again a little unexpectedly. I haven't seen him for more than ten years. I remember that he is in his early forties, but he looks more than half a year old and is moving towards his sixties. Not only is his hair thick, but his face is old and lifeless, as if he had been "down and out for half his life."
Think of a story about a masked man.
A man went to visit his friend and found that his friend's face became unfriendly, cold and ugly. He felt that something was wrong with his friend. I visited again half a year later. When I saw you, I said, "Your face is really beautiful. It's not the same as before. Is there any happy event? "
The mask maker realized that six months ago, he was entrusted by a customer to customize a batch of monster ghost masks. When making them, he had to imagine gnashing his teeth and glaring. Only in this way can the mask be made lifelike, so that his face will have a fierce touch and look gloomy and unfriendly. In recent six months, I have commissioned some bodhisattva masks, and all I can think of are kind and kind faces, so my face presents a kind and lovely face.
Always liked this story. This is the so-called "phase from the heart."
I guess this young calligrapher may still like to write some negative and gloomy works, or write some negative and unlucky calligraphy, as in the past, to compare his dissatisfaction with work and life. In the past, how could you have a good mood, good spirit and youthful appearance? So it looks much older than its actual age.
I used to be a literary youth. At that time, I knew a "literary friend" who was good at writing poems and essays. Her works have been published in many newspapers and periodicals all over the country, and her articles have been reprinted by Readers and Youth Digest for many times. The reason why "Wenyou" is quoted is because we have published works in the same publication, but we have never met. I know her, and she knows me. Because she is in charge of editing a newspaper, we also talked on the phone. Until one day, I read in the newspaper that she had cancer and went to the hospital to visit.
Her last article was published in Qilu Evening News. In Jinan, one morning in early summer, I bought a newspaper of the day at the newsstand. Seeing her article, I am full of attachment to the world. It is estimated that the newsstand in her city hasn't been reported yet, so I sent her a short message in the hospital: "I just saw your article in the evening paper, which is really good." I wish you a speedy recovery! "
She texted back and said, "Thank you. I asked them to buy newspapers. I hope I can get to know you earlier. "
My nose is sour, and the phrase "We are all wandering children in the wilderness of time ..." has already said goodbye to the world.
Two months later, she died of lung cancer. 38 years old.
I once thought that cancer had something to do with her words, or that her words had something to do with her life.
Everyone is a ration of fate. Japanese painter Takehisa Yumeji also said, "You will meet someone who you are; You will choose who you are. Life that has been on your lips is your life, and people are always easily hypnotized by what they say. "
Somehow, if there really is an invisible hand manipulating people's destiny.
Those who believe that they are lucky, those who are full of positive energy, and those who are unwilling to substitute their own lives in the tragic fate of others … will certainly have more good luck.
Because, what has been on your lips is your life!
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