Recalling the scene when he went to Inner Mongolia to join the queue 40 years ago, Kuang Ruifeng, who is almost in his 60s, seems to have fallen back into the cycle of memory again...
That is a common knowledge. In an era when people were not taken seriously, when people's destiny blended with the background of the great era, Kuang Ruifeng, who was originally a well-known scholar and heir of poetry and calligraphy, now had no choice but to put down the "Jingshi Ziji" on his desk and devote himself to going to the mountains and countryside, into the torrent of labor production. Although his grandfather Yue Qiaogong was well-read in poetry and literature, when it came to Kuang Ruifeng's father's generation, he went to work in a factory and became a worker - this was his father's biggest regret in his life.
That year, Kuang Ruifeng had just turned 18 years old.
Anyone who has been to Inner Mongolia to jump in the queue knows how miserable that place was back then...
The educated youth had three rooms in one, with boys and girls on one side and boys on the other. The dormitory is connected to a main room in the middle. Everyone usually boils water and eats in this room. As soon as evening came, Kuang Ruifeng quietly entered the main room alone, spread paper to spread the ink, turned on the oil lamp, took out the "Jiucheng Palace Liquan Ming" and "Lanting Preface" he brought from home, and started a stroke. I copied the painting quietly. As time went by, I got used to this kind of copying time with noisy left and right, and a bright light like a bean. Whenever he reads Bing Xin's most famous article "Little Orange Lamp", Kuang Ruifeng can't help but think of the "little oil lamp" that belonged to him as an educated youth. When people are in the most difficult situations, they often rely on this little bit of light that never fades from the depths of their hearts. It is precisely because of the companionship of calligraphy and painting that he has developed the ability to "find tranquility in the midst of chaos". Until now, As long as he thinks about it, he can "turn his ears off from what's going on outside of him and focus on the words." This is not only a rare peace of mind, but also a state of mind that is hard to find.
The days of jumping in line are boring, working all day long without any entertainment. In addition to practicing calligraphy on calligraphy, as long as he has time, Kuang Ruifeng will use the little money he has to go to Qili to buy books to read. Sometimes he will also go to the scrap collection station to try his luck. If he comes across a few pages of incomplete copies, I couldn't put it down and read it with gusto... Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the Spring Festival is here, and a feeling of homesickness spreads throughout the educated youth area... As long as I think of my parents at home and think that I can't go home for the New Year, the educated youths gather together to spend the New Year. Tears cry. Kuang Ruifeng also misses home, what should he do if he misses home? He drew a little swallow for everyone in the educated youth group, then wrote each person's name and sent it with the letter. When relatives saw this distant swallow, it was like seeing their own children... ...Many years later, based on this experience, he wrote the following sentence: "...sitting alone in the dim light, freezing the plain paper, giving a little clear light, leaving behind the autumn frost on the temples, the moonlight of my hometown, longing for my departure, asking what year it was, Gao Zhu Kunpeng, soared thousands of miles." This long couplet now hangs on the most eye-catching wall in his study.
Love in the pen...
Kang Ruifeng had been working hard in the countryside for nearly five and a half years. It was not until 1973 that he finally had the opportunity to return to the city. He was first transferred to Tianjin Finance and Trade School to major in finance, and then stayed at the school to teach in 1975. In 1980, Tianjin Finance and Trade School was officially upgraded to Tianjin Business School. Most of the teachers back then began to switch careers to administrative work. Kuang Ruifeng, a book addict, chose to work in the school library. After that, he continued his studies and applied for the Correspondence College of the Library Department of Peking University. He graduated three years later and began teaching calligraphy and social sciences. It was not until the establishment of the Department of Art in 1995 that Kuang Ruifeng officially completed his transition from educated youth to university art professor, and began to focus on courses such as aesthetics and art introduction, allowing him to travel in the art world more freely and comfortably.
In the early years, the family was so poor that they could not even afford milk powder for their children. In order to practice calligraphy, his father gave him half of his body. He could not afford paper, so he wrote one stroke at a time on scrap newspapers. Painting to try to figure it out...
Youdao said that "the book has its own beauty like jade". The relationship between Kuang Ruifeng and his wife also came from the pen - I think of the time when he fell in love with his wife. At that time, my father-in-law really couldn't see what this unspectacular young man had that was worthy of entrusting his daughter to him. In desperation, Kuang Ruifeng wrote a letter. Unexpectedly, as soon as his father-in-law saw his handwriting, his face immediately changed. The clouds turned into sunshine, and she happily agreed to this impossible marriage.
After marriage, his wife gave birth to a pair of fat boys. Under the economic conditions at that time, having one more child would make life more burdensome.
Later, Kuang Ruifeng finally got a very good opportunity to change careers and get a promotion. The so-called promotion meant a salary increase. This was a great thing that fell from the sky, but the only price was that he had to be insulated from calligraphy from now on. . Kuang Ruifeng thought again and again, hesitated again and again, and finally gave up because he really couldn't live a life without pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
The "Sexual Lover" found the "Sexual Love Stone"
There is a joke among friends that Mr. Kuang helped his friend before, and then the friend invited him to dinner. Before the wine was fully enjoyed, he invited his tablemates to have wine and talk again tomorrow. After drinking the next day, someone was puzzled and asked the husband: "You were married the day before yesterday, and today you have to drink with us, why bother to come?" Kuang Ruifeng laughed loudly: "I didn't intend to invite you to drink yesterday, but it's worth it to make a promise when you're drunk. "Mr. Kuang is a good drinker."
Mr. Where his wife can't see him, he occasionally drinks.
This is probably what worries his family the most about him.
If you look at it from another perspective, this is exactly what reflects the happiness index of a family. At least someone is caring about you, someone is thinking about it, and someone will regard your health as more important than their own.
A few years ago, when I was renovating my home, my wife was diagnosed with an illness. It was a particularly gray day. Kuang Ruifeng went to the stone city alone, but when he was choosing marble countertops, he was stopped by his boss and said that he wanted to take him to see two stones. Kuang Ruifeng followed the boss to the backyard and was immediately attracted by this I was shocked by the two pieces of stone that were not polished but were completely smooth. Although they were just ordinary stones, the lines and textures contained in them were majestic and magnificent. Its pure natural texture can just fit together to form a flawless mountain. Kuang Ruifeng personally mentioned the words "Yunfeng Tianya" in his own handwriting, and after polishing them, he mounted them on the wall in the middle of the study.
As the saying goes, "The benevolent are happy in the mountains, and the wise are happy in the water."
Most of the treasures in his study were acquired through "love at first sight" like this.
Every day, Kuang Ruifeng sits in his study, with the "big mountain" at his back, accompanied by the breeze and the bright moon on the left, and a portrait of Ruifeng hand-painted by Du Ziling on the right. Kuang Ruifeng in the painting looks tranquil. The look of a scholar is calm and detached, his eyes are clear and firm... This is another Kuang Ruifeng. This is Kuang Ruifeng in the eyes of his friends, and he is also the most authentic Kuang Ruifeng, who Feng Jicai calls "what you can know through careful reading is the spirit"