Travels of famous artists

Zhu ziqing

"The moon is hazy, the birds are hazy, and the curtain is red with begonia."

This is a small banner more than a foot wide, which was painted by Ma Mengrongjun. In the upper left corner, a roll of green curtain is oblique, sparse and long; When the paper is one-third straight and two-thirds horizontal. In the center of the curtain, there is a yellow hook similar to the teapot mouth-is it a so-called soft gold hook? The "hook bend" of binaural hanging, azurite; The silk thread is a little messy, if it is slightly dragged in the breeze. There is a full moon on the right side of the paper, and a faint green light is sprinkled all over the paper; The purity, softness and tranquility of the moon are like the face of a sleeping beauty. Extending diagonally to the right from the upper end of the curtain is a tangled begonia flower. The flowers and leaves are scattered and scattered up and down, with five clusters of * * *; Whether it's loose or dense, it's exquisite. The leaves are green, as if they can pinch water; Hidden in the moonlight, there is a slight difference between shallow and deep. Flowers are in full bloom, red and flowing; The yellow stamens are vivid and sparkling. I feel particularly charming against the bushes. The branches move obliquely, like a girl's arm. There is a pair of black starlings resting on the branches, carrying moonlight and facing the curtains. One is resting high, his eyes are half open and half closed, as if he still has nostalgia before falling asleep. The lower one turned away and slept with his neck constricted. The curtain is empty, without any trace.

Imagine, in the full moon hazy night, Haitang is so charming and moist; Why do all the good birds on the branches live on both sides and dream separately? In this dead of night, why does a myna who lives on a high place refuse to sleep? What the hell is he waiting for? Reluctant to part with the faint moon? Reluctant to shed the curtains? No, no, no, you have to look under the curtain, you have to look inside the curtain-it's time for you to find the shutter man. His charm is like this! Is the hazy moon lonely? Is it a lonely bird? However, how can I bear it?

I spell a long-awaited phone call; Can you come out?

The layout of this page is so economical, the colors are so flexible, and the excitement is moving. Although it is only a small area, it is full of emotion and more than enough. I saw this painting. Qu said in surprise: I can't help feeling nostalgic. Therefore, I will write down my feelings in detail to mark this karma. But my paintings are amateur in China and the West, and my words are inevitably laughed at by experts. -that also had to by him.

1 924 February1,Wenzhou.

Second brigade

I went to Xianyan for the second time and marveled at the green of plum rain pool.

Plum rain pool is a waterfall pool. There are three waterfalls in Xian Waterfall, and Meiyu Waterfall is the lowest. Walking to the hillside, I heard the sound of flowers blooming and falling; Looking up, a piece of shiny white water appeared in front of me with two wet black edges.

Let's go to Meiyu Pavilion first. Meiyu Pavilion faces the waterfall; Sitting on the edge of the pavilion, you can see all this without looking up. Deep under the pavilion is the Meiyu Pool. The pavilion stands in a prominent corner of the rock, and it is empty from top to bottom; Like an eagle spreading its wings and flying in the sky. There are mountains on three sides, like a half ring; People are at the bottom of the well. It's cloudy in autumn. Slight clouds flow over our heads; There is a little oil on the rock surface and grass, and it is green because of humidity. And the waterfall seems to be particularly loud. The waterfall rushed down from above, as if it had been torn into strands; It is no longer a neat and smooth cloth. There are many edges and corners on the rock; When the waterfall flows, it makes a sharp crash and splashes like flying flowers and broken jade. The splashing water is crystal clear and full of awns; From a distance, like a small white plum, it rained one after another. It is said that this is the reason why Meiyu Pool got its name. But I think it is more accurate to be like Huayang. The breeze rises, and it drifts a little with the wind, which is more beautiful. -at this moment, a few points were accidentally sent into our warm arms, so we got in at once and couldn't find them anymore.

The sparkling green of Meiyu pool attracts us; We started chasing her clutch light. Grasping the grass, climbing the rocks, leaning down carefully and bowing on a stone dome door, we reached the edge of the swimming pool. Waterfalls are between sleeves; But there is no waterfall in my heart. My heart swings with the green of the pool. Intoxicating green, like a huge lotus leaf, is covered with strange green. I want to embrace her with open arms; But what an illusion this is. Standing by the water and looking at that side, it actually feels a little far! This paved thick green is really cute. She is loosely wrinkled, like a skirt dragged by a young woman; She fiddled with it gently, like the first love beating in a woman's heart; She is smooth and shiny, like "bright oil" and soft as egg white, which reminds people of the softest skin they have ever touched; She doesn't bother me, just like a warm jasper, only clear-but you can't see through her! I've seen Populus davidiana in Shichahai, Beijing, and it seems too weak to get rid of the yellow background. I have seen a tall and dense "green wall" next to the Tiger Running Temple in Hangzhou. The endless green grass and overlapping leaves are too thick. As for the others, the waves in West Lake are too bright, and those in Qinhuai River are too dark. Cute, can I compare with you? How to compare? Probably this pool is deep, so it can accommodate such a strange green color; As if the blue sky had melted into it, it was so fresh. That intoxicating green! If I can cut your ribbon, I will give it to the dancer of light; She will be able to float in the wind. If I can fan your eyes, I will give it to the blind girl who is good at singing; She will have a pair of bright eyes. I am reluctant to part with you; How can I give up on you? I patted you and touched you with my hand, like a little girl of twelve or thirteen. I touched your entrance again and kissed her. I'll give you a name, and I'll call you "green daughter" from now on, okay?

The second time I went to Xianyan, I couldn't help but marvel at the green of Meiyu Pool.

Written in Wenzhou on February 8.

Sanbaishuikui

Some friends accompanied me to go swimming in Baishui.

This is also a waterfall; But too thin, too thin. Sometimes there will be some white light with a beard; When you look closely, there is nothing-just a piece of flying smoke. There used to be a so-called "fog", which is probably the case. So, this is all because an empty part suddenly appeared in the middle of the rock; When the water gets there, there is no basis. When it flew down, it was thin When that empty place is the most miracle. White light turns into smoke, which is already a shadow, but sometimes even the shadow can't be seen. Sometimes the breeze comes, holding the shadow with your hand, and it curls into a soft arc; But as soon as her hand was released, it slipped backwards like a rubber belt. So I suspect that there may be another pair of unknowable dexterous hands who weave these shadows into a magic net. -the breeze wants to take her away, how can she?

There may be temptations woven in the magic net; My attachment is evidence of my boss.

March 16 Made in Ningbo.