Traditional Culture Encyclopedia - Photography and portraiture - Oil painting father's portrait description composition
Oil painting father's portrait description composition
1. Oil Painting Father Portrait Description
The first oil painting "Father" I saw was probably in 1985. If I remember correctly, it seemed to be on the back cover of a certain issue of "Poetry Magazine". The moment my eyes were fixed on the picture, my heart suddenly surged, tearing up the solemn emotions. So, facing this old farmer from the Daba Mountain area of ??Sichuan, facing the desolate and deep gaze that penetrated my liver and lungs. That rough porcelain bowl... My thoughts flew away, and I found myself beside my father who was already in another world.
My father died young.
He has been a soldier, fought in battles, and been wounded. Later, he changed his career to an aviation factory and worked with the aircraft manufacturing industry for decades. He has many virtues: he is kind to others, helpful, generous and upright. In the end, however, it was alcohol that took his life prematurely.
I can’t remember when he became addicted to alcohol. At most, he drank nearly 2 kilograms of 50% liquor a day. It would not be an exaggeration to sum up his life as "booze".
Finally one day, ethanol destroyed almost everything in his body. He was paralyzed. Even at that moment, he still opened his dim eyes, revealing the lingering sadness, and still wanted to drink.
Unable to stop my pleading eyes, I filled a 2.5kg plastic jug with white wine and placed it on the table next to the bed. I then used a rubber hose to suck out the wine. Then he clamped it with clips and tightened the screw, and handed it to his father. Moved, he put the hose into his mouth, unscrewed the screw and took a few sips. Just like the law, if you want to drink, unscrew the screw, and then tighten it after drinking. Three days later, after taking his last sip of wine, he left with satisfaction.
At that time, I was not sad. No tears shed. I am very relieved that I no longer have to feel distressed and sad about his alcoholism.
Four years after he left, I saw the oil painting "Father" again, and the tears I had been holding back for a long time burst out. I really missed him at that moment, and would rather let him live drinking and drinking to excess! How wonderful it is to be alive! That is the father who can never be reborn. His blood is still flowing in my body. I should tolerate him completely, just like he tolerated my naughty things when I was young. However, everything is impossible!
In tears, I picked up the pen and wrote the poem "Father".
The face is covered with wrinkles like fishing nets
Like the growth rings embedded with the hardships of the years
Pour a cup of sorghum wine from the tin pot
p>Slowly flowed in along the chapped lips
"Whose son are you?"
I smiled and felt that my father was so drunk that he was so approachable
"Why are you laughing? Remember
The people who pick me up are the descendants of the plane!"
This poem carries my blessings to my father in this world. It is the year of the year and I will participate in I participated in a higher-level essay competition and won the first prize. I'm not surprised.
Thanks to Luo Lizhong for creating this immortal masterpiece. When I saw it again today, I really felt that he was breathing, that he was longing for him, that he was exhorting me, that he was looking at me and missing me...
Ah, my father! 2. Oil Painting Father Portrait Description
The first time I saw the oil painting "Father" was probably in 1985. If I remember correctly, it seemed to be on the back cover of a certain issue of "Poetry Magazine". The moment my eyes were fixed on the picture, my heart suddenly stirred up, tearing up the solemn emotions. So, facing this old farmer from the Daba Mountain area of ??Sichuan, facing the desolate and deep gaze that penetrated my liver and lungs. That rough porcelain bowl... My thoughts flew away, and I found myself beside my father who was already in another world.
My father died young.
He has been a soldier, fought in battles, and been wounded. Later, he changed his career to an aviation factory and worked with the aircraft manufacturing industry for decades. He has many virtues: he is kind to others, helpful, generous and upright. In the end, however, it was alcohol that took his life prematurely.
I can’t remember when he became addicted to alcohol. At most, he drank nearly 2 kilograms of 50% liquor a day. It would not be an exaggeration to sum up his life as "booze".
Finally one day, ethanol destroyed almost everything in his body. He was paralyzed. Even at that moment, he still opened his dim eyes, revealing the lingering sadness, and still wanted to drink.
I couldn't stop my pleading eyes, so I filled a 2.5kg plastic jug with white wine and placed it on the table next to the bed. I then inserted a rubber tube, sucked out the wine, clamped it with a clamp and then unscrewed it. Tighten the screw and hand it to father. Moved, he put the hose into his mouth, unscrewed the screw and took a few sips. Just like the law, if you want to drink, unscrew the screw, and then tighten it after drinking. Three days later, after taking his last sip of wine, he left with satisfaction.
At that time, I was not sad. No tears shed. I am very relieved that I no longer have to feel distressed and sad about his alcoholism.
Four years after he left, I saw the oil painting "Father" again, and the tears I had been holding back for a long time burst out. I really missed him at that moment, and would rather let him live drinking and drinking to excess! How wonderful it is to be alive! That is the father who can never be reborn. His blood is still flowing in my body. I should tolerate him completely, just like he tolerated my naughty things when I was young. However, everything is impossible!
In tears, I picked up the pen and wrote the poem "Father".
The face is covered with wrinkles like fishing nets
Like the growth rings embedded with the hardships of the years
Pour a cup of sorghum wine from the tin pot
p>Slowly flowed in along the chapped lips
"Whose son are you?"
I smiled and felt that my father was drunk and amiable
"Why are you laughing? Remember
The people who pick me up are the descendants of the plane!"
This poem carries my blessings to my father in this world. It is the year of the year and I will participate in I participated in a higher-level essay competition and won the first prize. I'm not surprised.
Thanks to Luo Lizhong for creating this immortal masterpiece. When I saw it again today, I really felt that he was breathing, that he was hoping hard, that he was exhorting me, that he was looking at me and missing me...
Ah, my father! 3. After reading the 16 paragraphs of "Such a Father", make an answer to the essay about portraits and expressions
Portraits and expressions are descriptions of characters. So we must grasp a few points. 1 Detailed description Detailed description is the key and core of character composition, which can reflect the character's psychological activities, personal background, and life experience. It is a silent language and the author's narration. For example: "I saw that my father's wrinkled collar was still vaguely There are some oil stains that are difficult to remove over the years." You can see the hard work of the father, the working environment of the father, and the personality of the father. 2. When describing the environment, you should connect the portrayal of the character with the surrounding environment and describe it together, like The spotlight of the movie and the changes in the stage background are the soundtrack of the character novel, which is very important. For example, "As the sun sets, the shadow of my father and the lonely street lamp on the side are lengthened and lengthened by the twilight." 3 The insertion of memory stories, in When describing the expression, appropriately extend some memories of the past, just like the cellar of an old house, filled with a strong aroma of wine. For example: "My father's slightly frowning eyebrows, are he thinking." 4. In connection with the description, you can put The father's portrait description is connected with other characters and things. The most cliche is seeing the father's back and thinking of the towering mountains. 4. Write an essay about the portraits of your parents, your classmates, your parents, and your classmates. One hundred words for each portrait.
Father. My father is very ordinary. He is neither handsome nor handsome. Neither long nor short. There is always a kind of simplicity in the eyes under the eyebrows. Mother. Mother was a beauty when she was young. With the passage of time, although her eyes and teeth are not as bright as before, her smiling eyes often make people feel warm. The old man's dark skin and wrinkles on his face are the vicissitudes brought to him by the years. His hands are rough as if they were fallen bark. He is just such an old man, an old man who has made a living by scavenging for many years. He is so lonely. , I could only see a stray dog ??accompanying his classmates. I have a classmate who is tall, with big eyes and bright eyes. He is a sunny boy who loves to laugh. He often holds a basketball in his hand and likes sports. He is the most popular one. It was him who was so high-spirited on the basketball court. The six methods of portrait description are: draw the eyes to write the portrait, rub the hand to write the portrait, use demeanor to write the portrait, use white to write the portrait, and close-up to write the portrait. 5. Who can help me write a composition about Luo Zhongli's oil painting "Father"
At first glance, he is indeed very old. His bronze face seems to be plated with a layer of bright gold, with a knife on it. The same carved wrinkles are like well-organized leaf veins and thousands of ravines, telling people about his vicissitudes of experience. A pair of sunken eyes flashes with joy and joy. Maybe this year is a good harvest year, but it seems to be pouring out. An unspeakable pain. The hands were as rough as old pine bark, with cracks and thick calluses on the palms... This is the famous work "Father" by the famous painter Luo Zhongli.
One can imagine why the old man worked so hard all his life. For the sake of their children growing up healthily, for the sake of their children being able to make a difference. A child in the mountains wrote: "A father is like a bow, which has the power to shoot the child out of the mountain." What a vivid metaphor, showing the greatness of father's love and the difficulty of being a father!
Parents are the closest people around us. They have spent countless thoughts and blood on us. However, we often only know how to thank our mothers and praise maternal love, but ignore the importance of father's love. Without father's love, we are still "like grass"!
So, should we change "Only mother is good in the world" to "Only parents are good in the world"? ! "Father"
An old porcelain bowl, half a bowl of turbid wine, and the smell of wheat and sunshine between harvests must be a great satisfaction for this father.
Luo Zhongli's "Father" has always been given high praise. When we face this oil painting, we will definitely have infinite reverie from that simple image.
Under the scorching sunshine in early autumn, my father’s skin showed a bronze color, and his forehead and nose bridge were shining. The author uses delicate brushstrokes to describe the wrinkles on the face and the marks engraved by time on the forehead and corners of the eyes. Are the ravines and ravines the vicissitudes of my father’s past? Staring at this old face, we feel more of a natural and pure warmth.
The author depicts a pair of dusty, deformed hands. The hands had nails that were also embedded in soil. I remember a classic saying in "Education of Love": "They are not dirty, there is nothing dirty on workers.
All you can say is ‘there are traces of labor on them’. "This sentence is well reflected in "Father". My father is not dirty. He is just working in the fields and is exposed to the barren loess and the breath of nature's sunshine and rain. He holds the sickle and hoe with these hands, and holds the sickle and hoe with his hands. Drops of sweat are sprinkled on the yellow earth.
The clever combination and transformation of light and shadow. Another success of this painting is the arrangement of the ray of sunlight on the father's face. Later, some changes in light and dark were left on the father's face, which further showed his weathered face; the eyes were shrouded in shadow due to the dim light, which naturally gave people the feeling that we could not clearly see those eyes. , because of this, we can see the hidden emotions in the character more than letting the whole character be exposed to the sun, so we can guess: maybe his children have already started families and gone their separate ways, but he will not give up on him. His heart and the rest of his life are willing to be entrusted to this land that has carried his struggle and sweat. He lives a peaceful life with his face facing the loess and his back to the sky, drinking a little wine and soaking up the sun when he is free. Smiling happily; using his simple and natural smile to greet strangers or familiar guests - including the author.
Why are we moved by such a person in the painting? The reason is that we have a psychological resonance. The painting is called "Father", and the author wants to tell us that a father - thousands of fathers in rural China are smiling like this, that kind of smile. The kind, peaceful and happy demeanor will never change. Looking at this painting, I suddenly felt that the person in the painting was so similar to my grandfather. He also smiled like him, such as holding a drink while taking a break from work. While chatting, my heart stirred. In fact, everyone who looks at the painting - every Chinese will probably find some familiar and friendly shadows in "Father" because our roots are still in the vastness of the countryside. on the land; moreover, because he is a father. 6. Who can help me write an essay about the oil painting "Father"?
I am impressed by the oil painting "Father". The old bronze face is black and thin. The wrinkles on the face are covered with soil, criss-crossing with ravines, like paths in the fields.
The deep-set eyes are full of sorrow and suffering. Confusion, bitterness, helplessness, simplicity, kindness and hope.
The chapped and burned lips, the few remaining teeth, and the sparse beard all show his vicissitudes of life. , His hands were as rough as a country dirt road, eroded by wind and rain, and had tasted all the warmth and coldness of life.
In his hand, he held a sawn porcelain bowl filled with tea. Porcelain bowl. This is Luo Lizhong's oil painting "Father", a portrait of a farmer with his face turned to the loess and his back to the sky. Looking at this portrait, I seem to see millions of farmers working hard under the scorching sun. Working, struggling in the cold wind and rain, I saw a face in the vast sea of ??people, a face full of wrinkles, a face full of vicissitudes of life.
A face that was so familiar that it couldn’t be more familiar, he walked towards me, getting closer and closer. With gray hair, yellow and thin face, rough, barbed, and blood-stained hands, he is digging in the soil all year round, plowing, digging, and sowing seeds in spring, busy, more than ten acres of land, empty I am alone in the fields; in summer, when the scorching sun hits the ground, I scrape the seedlings, weed and eliminate insects, my clothes are soaked with sweat, and I am helpless; in autumn, I carry my hands on my shoulders, carrying millet, soybeans, peanuts, sweet potatoes... in twos and threes, and transport them home. The shadow single is only in shape; it is stored and sold in the winter, but it is still the shadow single! It’s ups and downs, weathered, but optimistic and open-minded, with no regrets! Although life has given him suffering and vicissitudes, he is still full of hope and expectation for life! This is my father, an ordinary but great farmer! The "Mole of Misfortune" on the nose of "Father" was carefully arranged by the artist. It symbolizes the suffering of the farmer in his life.
My father does not have this fateful mole, but his life is like a bitter melon on a bitter vine. He has no sisters. He has been making medicine for his mother who has been in bed for a long time since he was a child, and is therefore illiterate.
He got married and had children, a family of four, with a son and a daughter, and he enjoyed life. However, his son suffered from cerebral thrombosis in his early thirties, and then his wife suffered from tremors and paralysis. The demented wife could not do anything for him. Whatever he does, he is the only one accompanying him on more than ten acres of land. Not only that, after a tiring day, he also has to wash and cook for his wife! "Curled Ears" is also a masterpiece of the painter, showing the farmers' nature is kind, docile, and will not resist. My father is not curly-eared, but he is kind, hard-working, submissive, and never complains. It seems that he can accept whatever fate gives him and is happy with it.
This year he used an acre and a half of land and planted more than 3,000 sweet potato seedlings. He dug piles, dug holes, carried water, wiped seedlings, and leveled the pits himself. It is not easy to carry water. The path is winding up and down the mountains, and it takes five to six hundred meters to walk up and down. The persistence and resilience are incomparable to me.
God has eyes, and his sweet potatoes are big, good, and flow smoothly, but thieves also have eyes, and they stole a lot from him. He feels bad because the fruits he has worked so hard to harvest will be given to others. Stolen.
Anger and helplessness were written all over his face, but he just had that Q spirit. He was not an enemy to others, and he was very good at laughing at himself: If I catch the person who stole my sweet potatoes, I will tell him, don’t steal mine. Now, I’m already this old. It’s not easy to grow some sweet potatoes. I promise not to tell anyone... My kind and simple father.
The oil painting "Father" is the epitome of thousands of farmers. Their common characteristics are: kindness, simplicity, tenacity, and persistence! Use their rough hands to create delicacies in the world! Guan Luo Zhongli’s oil painting "Father" made me feel: You are standing there, standing in our memories of our hometown and the yellow land, your lips are moving slightly, you want to say something, but you are speechless. Father, who has been rolling around in the fields all his life, your body is full of sunshine and earth.
The dark skin is like the earth that has been moistened by rain, and the deep wrinkles are like the land you have just plowed? There was no complaint in his eyes, and he actually showed the tenderness and charity of an ox or sheep. The fish on the porcelain bowl is simple and beautiful, watching you quietly every day as you drink simple meals and eat dry food and wild vegetables. The poorest food can actually support your stubborn body.
You are like a sugarcane, whose juice has been ruthlessly squeezed out by life, leaving only a residue; and like a lamp, the kerosene has been exhausted by the years, and now it is time for the oil to run out and the lamp to dry up. But I can still imagine from your rough face: Father, you should have been a handsome and strong young man when you were young! You have come from the era of slash-and-burn farming and from the poem "Compassion for the Peasants". You have walked so cautiously and tremblingly.
You have become accustomed to your humble status, you have accepted the poor life, labor, labor... You seem to be born for labor, and then leave due to overwork. You never dare to be lazy, let alone enjoy it. What they get in exchange may be the food, clothing and ragged clothes they have just reached. Famous brands, entertainment, food... none of this has anything to do with you. People who are used to seeing celebrity beauties naturally don't want to cast their noble eyes on you who are in a state of embarrassment.
In this materialistic society, in this bustling street, you feel that you are extremely disharmonious with your surroundings, and you cannot raise your old and ugly face. You had nowhere to hide, so you stayed silent in that oil painting.
Father, father, your name is farmer, a Chinese farmer who has worked hard all his life and been poor all his life. However, the changes of the times, the progress of history, the prosperity of the economy, and the improvement of living standards... How can all these be without your credit? It was those dry and cracked hands that nurtured an ancient civilization for five thousand years and created a peaceful and prosperous era of singing and dancing.
However, in life, you often suffer discrimination from people in the city, and often feel embarrassed by your own indignity... Friends, no matter where we are, we are all the same after all. Peasant children, the river of life originally originated from that remote mountain col, that barren land, that most primitive cave. No matter how illustrious your life is, whoever created it, don’t forget to smell the smell of the soil and see it. Look at that dishonorable father. Father, respectable and pitiful father, you have to stand out in the most beautiful scenery. When we are tired, bored, empty, and sad, we will calm down and read you carefully, and listen to your weak and beautiful voice. With such a great heartbeat, at that moment, no matter how irritable the mind is, it will be soothed by your profound gaze.
- Previous article:What function was used to shoot Weibo's ten-second live broadcast?
- Next article:Introduction and details of Purple Day
- Related articles
- Which movies are good?
- How far is 555 Jinfeng Road, Jintang County, Chengdu from Chengdu East Station?
- Is Aquarius suitable for starting a business
- On the photographer's copyright. If the studio shoots samples and the latter company wants to buy them, should the studio pay the photographer's copyright fee?
- Are there any tourist attractions in Huadu that you can recommend?
- How to adjust the film for photography?
- Address No. 81, Sandong Market, Huadu District, Guangzhou City
- What are the sub-district offices under the jurisdiction of Funing County, Yancheng City, Jiangsu Province?
- What can an art education student do without being a teacher?
- What about Shenzhen Xishi Culture Media Co., Ltd.?