He told me the other day, and the excitement is hard to calm down. He waits for his call every day for fear of forgetting me.
At the same time, I also told Ye Shang that several colleagues asked me to ask her out whenever I had the chance, and because she and Zou Ping's literary friends were closer than me.
I don't think she can come. It's not easy for her to go out, and it's a long way. Every time, it is hard and inconvenient for Mr. Jiang to get up at five o'clock and send him to the high-speed rail to welcome the moon.
Sure enough, I can't come because of something. I said I would report it truthfully.
The weather is fine, there is no wind, no fire, neither cold nor hot. I chatted with Wang Kai all the way, listened to his lecture experience, met several teachers and studied. During the period, I also went through detours and stumbled to this day. After more than 30 years of study and tempering, I finally got the right result.
He said that since 2000, he has been to the Moon Leaking Pavilion countless times. Every time he goes back, he doesn't look at the teacher's writing, but talks with Kan Kan. He is taught and nourished by listening, and he is deeply touched by the teacher's life track.
It is through him that I have a deeper understanding of Mr. Guo Lianyi's calligraphy attainments. I deeply regret that I don't know how to visit and listen to the lecture at the Moon-Leaking Pavilion. The old man died in the spring of 20 16, and this regret is irreparable.
He said that he could gain a lot from listening once and would go again. At that time, he had to take a bus to the county seat, then take a tricycle to the village where the old man was located, and give him two more dollars to wait outside the door for half an hour and listen to Mr. Guo for a while before leaving. What a precious half hour this is.
Aunt Guo, Lao Guo's widow, is two years older than my mother, but she walks neatly and does everything by herself. When we arrived, the old man was already waiting downstairs and bought a bag of fruit. When she saw the car stop, she said hello happily.
The room is clean and comfortable, and the four walls are covered with the old man's words. The simple style of returning to nature attracts you at once. I used to think that well-defined words were good, but now I think that unconventional and surprisingly interesting strokes are more intriguing. Mr. Guo's handwriting belongs to this category. The more you look at it, the more advanced it is. Every stroke and painting is worth pondering. .
Sit down for a while. It's almost noon. We bid farewell to our aunt and ran to the leaky moon porch. The old man sent it directly downstairs and watched the car go before turning around.
Beilou Village is not far from the urban area, which is equivalent to the suburbs. Take Li Youming, a literary friend of the TV station, and go together. When I first met her, she looked like Xiao Ni, and now she still looks like Xiao Ni, so I said that time can't do anything about her.
About ten minutes, that is, I arrived at the entrance of Leaky Moon Pavilion, which is a place I have long heard about and admired for many years. There is a hint of mystery and familiarity, and a hint of confusion and excitement. I can't tell what it feels like.
Mr Cui Zhu (original blog name), the second son of Guo family, greeted me. After nearly ten years, he hardly recognized me. He remembers the last time I had short hair, indeed. The change is so great that I don't have to estimate that I will definitely meet strangers in the street.
Into the hospital, don't go to the house to drink water. I must visit the courtyard first, because I am so impressed by the dense green bamboo, and I am eager to find those credible physical evidence as soon as possible. The courtyard is divided into two parts, the front and the back, and the inside is a binary pattern. The tall and straight bamboo makes people look up. The lotus in the jar is only the size of a palm, the wisteria is full of flowers, and a delicate rock stands under the tree, like a loyal guard. The courtyard is transparent, clean and tidy, with no old appearance and no sense of silence. Everything is alive.
After a brief browse, we set foot on the doorstep. This is the newly renovated showroom of the old gentleman and his brother Guo Zaiyi. I dare not read the words printed on the wall of the hall. I stepped into the side hall, folded my hands, saluted the tables and chairs and photos used by the old man, and silently looked at the words on the wall for a while. I can't bear to leave.
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I have never met this old gentleman. When I was writing a blog, I just read Mr. Cui Zhu's article through the links of my literary friends. Many of them are about his father and uncle. I know a little about him and deeply admire his talent and knowledge. Later, I read the articles introducing these two gentlemen several times in succession, which deepened my admiration. Therefore, Mr. Wang Kai readily agreed to this appointment and looked forward to it.
Today, I have realized my wish for many years. I also accidentally got an old gentleman's work, beaming. Thanks to Mr Cui Zhu and Chen Wu brothers! Thank you, Mr Wang Kai!
Appreciate the character of the old gentleman and feel that the strokes are saturated with years and temperament. You write words, but what you present is your mind, as well as your style and feelings that you can blend between the lines. As Mr. Wang Kai said, Mr. Wang actually wrote about himself.
Going home, I feel that time is in a hurry and I don't have time to see many things. I really want to read books about this case; I want to read the words on the wall carefully and read them carefully; I also want to stand quietly in the small yard for a while, settle my thoughts, or tidy up my things; I want to hear more anecdotes about the old man's life. ...
At the end of the day, the night is still young, and she is full of admiration for the old man. We agree on many things. I briefly reported to her about my trip today, and roughly described the appearance of the moonless porch to ease its boredom.
I don't think it's far away. I will come again when I have time. Of course, the stone steps, bamboo forests and courtyards of the leaky moon porch will tell a lot, so how can such a heavy and vicissitudes of life be easily blown away by the wind? From these two brothers, we can see the respect for the old man and push his calligraphy attainments to determination, confidence and planning. Through these efforts, the spiritual energy of the elderly will certainly affect more people, which is bound to be beneficial. It is also the best commemoration and extension of it.
A lot of gains, not enough words to remember. Generally speaking, there are no norms and shortcomings, please correct me.
There are three books: one is Li Youming's Collection of Picking Wei; Second, the collection of paintings by Mr. Li Wei, a landscape painter; Third, Guo Lianyi's Calligraphy Collection. Good, read it.