Huang Yongyu's love story

Huang Yongyu 1924 was born in Changde, Hunan, and returned to his hometown in Fenghuang with his parents at the age of half. His father is the principal of the local boys' primary school and his mother is the principal of the local girls' primary school. For him, his hometown is not just a memory, not just an unforgettable memory after people went to other places, but an indispensable imagination in art and a source of creativity.

At that time, Huang Yongyu's family began to play Ciba in the yard. This is the custom of Phoenix. Almost everyone will buy all kinds of new year's goods, because the Lunar New Year is in two days. On this day, Huang Yongyu's second brother, Huang Yonghou, also came back from Hongkong for reunion. Their five brothers, the second and the fourth, are also painters, and Huang Yongyu ranks first. Because of his poor family, Huang Yongyu, aged 12, left his hometown by boat to attend junior high school in Jimei School run by Mr. Chen Jiageng, and gradually came into contact with the wider world. I studied in middle school, went to the second grade after three years, and stayed in the fifth grade in junior high school. It was during War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression's time. Jimei school is a big school, and the library has six floors. He basically searched all the books in the library. When the library closes at noon, it is often locked in. When he can't eat, he just lies on the carpet in the aisle and reads. It is these extensive readings that have benefited Huang Yongyu for life. /kloc-at the age of 0/4, he was already a member of the Southeast Woodcut Association of China at that time, and began to publish his works, gradually becoming famous. After leaving Jimei School at the age of 15 or 16, Huang Yongyu worked as a coolie in a porcelain factory, a member of the Field Service Corps, a school teacher and a trainee artist in a troupe. He made a living by painting and woodcut in Fujian, Jiangxi and other places, and experienced vicissitudes.

At the age of eighteen or nineteen, Huang Yongyu came to work in a small art museum in Jiangxi, where he met a beautiful and generous Cantonese girl, Zhang Meixi. The girl's innocence and cleverness attracted him deeply. Zhang Meixi's father is a very rich general. Influenced by her family, she has always loved art and literature. At that time, many people were pursuing Zhang Meixi. One of them is a young man who works in an air station. He is very handsome. He knows that Meixi likes riding horses very much, and he always invites her out to play in the big forest with horses. Huang Yongyu thought it would be trouble, he doesn't even have a bike! But he didn't give up the pursuit of girls. By beating around the bush, Huang Yongyu learned that young people working in this air station have bad personalities, love to show off and brag about themselves, but Meixi is a little disgusted. In order to beat the competitors and win the hearts of the people, Huang Yongyu chose to play the trumpet at a fixed point and launched an attack on the girl.

Later, he went to the barber shop. After cutting his hair, he was still thinking about his pear board. What if she didn't send it? It would be terrible not to send it. Just when he was sad, Zhang Meixi sent him a piece of wood he wanted. From then on, they became an enviable couple.

Their love affair soon spread to Zhang Meixi's father, and the general taught his daughter a painful lesson. None of her family agreed, but they all opposed it. They earnestly advised her not to marry a tramp. But at this time, Zhang Meixi's heart has been hit by Cupid's arrow of love.

Huang Yongyu was very depressed and left Zhang Meixi sadly and came to Ganzhou alone. There, he quickly found a job as a newspaper. One day, just as he was sad, he suddenly received a phone call from her in Ganzhou, telling him that he had run away from home. Huang Yongyu listened in great surprise. How did she get out without money? It turned out that a troupe of an underground party organization was performing in Shaoguan, and Zhang Meixi ran out of the house on the grounds of going out to see a play. She took out the gold chain and sold it, and then took the Huangyun car (a kind of truck) to Ganzhou.

Huang Yongyu immediately borrowed a bicycle from a friend and took the express train to Ganzhou, 60 kilometers away. Ganzhou is still 10 km away. It's past 10, and it's dark, so you can't ride a bike at all. He found a chicken hair shop to live in. There was no quilt in the shop, so he had to cover himself with scattered chicken feathers as a quilt. He was too excited to sleep. He only felt that he was bitten by fleas all over his body ... The next morning, he patted his chicken feathers clean and continued riding-to pick up his bride. When she arrived in Ganzhou, she almost cried when she saw him with chicken feathers all over his hair.

Worried about her immediate happiness, Huang Yongyu tentatively asked her, "What would you do if someone loved you?" She said deliberately, "That depends on who it is." Huang Yongyu said, "That's me." She replied, "All right." When two people meet, they will never part. Huang Yongyu took her to a friend's hotel and settled down. Some of Huang's friends in the literary and art circles arranged: "Get married, she doesn't want to go back anyway." In this way, they held a simple but interesting wedding in that small hotel.

In The Tale of Elegant People, Huang Yongyu recorded his love experience in a passage in Notes for Musicians: "When I was young, I scrimped and saved, bought a French trumpet in Cangqianshan Department Store in Fuzhou, and took it everywhere when I fled. Blow the horn after carving, hoping to boost self-morale. At that time, I had just met my first girlfriend, and when I saw her coming from a distance, I blew my horn in the upstairs window to welcome her. My girlfriend is not allowed to come and go with me at home, saying,' You marry him and beg in the street when you have no food. He plays the trumpet and you sing.' I lost my trumpet when I fled in the last few months of the Anti-Japanese War. Last year, I spent nearly 10,000 yuan on a new one at Zengfu Musical Instrument Store in Kowloon. Say to your girlfriend 50 years ago,' What do you want to hear?' Now, my mouth is failing. I just got dentures and am old. And I didn't practice on time. It doesn't seem to take three or two days to play a tune from beginning to end. "