Chutian Metropolis Daily reporter Wang Gongshang
One day in September, the calligrapher called Yonglong and said I introduced you to an interesting person.
This interesting person is called Zou Zheng.
Mr. Zou Zheng and Mr. Xu Benyi (left)
Zou Zheng was born in 1961 in Huarong, Hunan Province, and studied poetry in high school. Critics consider his poetry and calligraphy to be "all windy bones". In addition to his calligraphy works being collected by many institutions, he has also written more than 100 calligraphy theories and commentaries and published more than 100 poems.
Xiang Yonglong called twice and told me how amazing Zou Zheng's experience was and how interesting Zou Zheng was. I was fascinated. Looking at Zou Zheng's photo, I found that he resembled the actor Liu Peiqi, and was a slightly fat version of Liu Peiqi. I added his WeChat, called him, greeted him politely, and said that I had time to see him, and Zou Zheng readily agreed.
Zou is writing
Because of the work and chores, it has been two months. For two months, I saw that Zou was occasionally posting his life status in the circle of friends. Or take his dog to grow vegetables in the vegetable garden, leaving a poem saying "The jade dog has only passed through the mountain, and the autumn sky is full of vegetables and vegetables"; he and his friends are walking along the embankment of the Yangtze River, chanting poems and saying that the prospect is "the poplar leaves are full of river embankments, and the cattle and sheep grass and trees are low everywhere"; he leisurely fished on the riverside of the lake, leaving a poem of "fishing in the smoke waves, returning with sunset".
In two months, many people visited him in the idyllic villages of this suburb, calligraphers, critics, poets, collectors, literary lovers, and so on. He also stumbled into the city to meet friends and do art exchanges. He traveled east to Penglai and returned, leaving a sentence "Temporarily leave Penglai to go, the countryside is drunk and lying on the flowers"; he and his friends climbed the Yellow Crane Tower, and composed "Late Autumn and Friends Climbing the Yellow Crane Tower", describing "Guishan Lantern Shadow Autumn". He drove to Huangzhou Chibi to trace the traces of Dongpo, and composed "And his friend Mr. Li Liang worshiped Huangzhou Dongpo Chibi", praising Su Dongpo's "Cold Food Post" "full of paper desolate than love goose".
Zou is in the vegetable garden
These fresh and elegant poems full of pastoral style, Zou Zhengdu wrote calligraphy works, which can be described as "I write my heart by hand".
During these two months, Mr. Xu Benyi, a famous calligrapher and chairman of the Hubei Calligraphers Association, made a special trip to Zou Zheng's apartment to meet him. Mr. Xu also gave a poem "All the Works of Zou Zhengge Dianju", which highly praised the secluded life of his poetry and book pastoral, describing it as "a picture of a childish river".
What's even more strange is that Zou Zheng sent a WeChat circle of friends one day, saying that a real estate boss used a 138 square meter house to exchange calligraphy works with him, he was not willing at first, and then saw that the boss was very honest, and agreed. Seeing this circle of friends, let the "unknown truth" such as my generation envy the screen.
Zou Zheng calligraphy
On November 21st, I got up in the morning to see the sunshine very well, and when I drove out, I suddenly remembered Mr. Zou Zheng, so I made a phone call and said I came to see you. He didn't ask me when I arrived, just said yes, hung up the phone and sent a navigation map over, saying it was almost time to call me, I went to the door to pick you up.
So I went all the way through the mountains and water towards the white clouds towards the sun, and in an hour I arrived at Ezhou Gedian. Not far from the exit of the highway, there is the community where Zou Zheng lives. The navigation was accurate and I parked the car directly at the door of his unit. The phone was connected, Zou Zheng insisted on coming downstairs to pick up, and the dog huan huan rushed in front, wagging his tail around his knees, very affectionate.
Mr. Zou Zheng's hair is short and hard, tied like a wire to the sky. He is not tall, wears a normal jacket, wears thin-rimmed glasses, has a flying beard, and his face is indeed a bit like Liu Peiqi. Entering the apartment to gossip, Mr. Zou Zheng made a pot of tea, and we drank tea while talking. He lived a very regular life, going for a walk by the lake in the morning, making a pot of tea when he returned, reading and writing. Cook your own food at noon, make a pot of tea after the afternoon break, go out fishing and grow vegetables after drinking, take a walk after dinner, and then come back to read and write.
Zou Zheng's apartment is not large, but it is full of the smell of books, and the calligraphy and paintings on the wall are all written by his own hands, and the poems written by him are also his own. A line drawing in the living room was quite radiant, and when asked, he said that it was a gift from a friend, a little girl under 10 years old. He pointed to a work behind the sofa and said that after Mr. Xu Benyi came here to write a poem, I and a poem were written and hung here.
The famous calligrapher Hu Chuanhai commented: "He emphasized the way the stele was written, so this head looks very big. It feels old and spicy, like a dead vine and an old tree. Professor Yang Jiping, a famous calligraphy critic and Shanxi Normal University, said: "Mr. Zou Zheng is a modern hermit, which reminds me of Tao Yuanming and Fu Shan. "He has similarities with Fu Shan's later years in terms of living conditions, his words are indeed not stingy, and there are also golden stone qi and book volume qi, which makes me awe-inspired." Zhu Zhongyuan, a famous young calligrapher and critic, said: "I think his poems, books, and texts are completely consistent with his people, the breeze and the bright moon, the autumn water articles, spotless, independent and informal, proud and unyielding." ”
Observe Zou Zheng's life at close range, appreciate his poems and books, and believe that these comments are very appropriate.
Zou Zheng composed his own poems
At lunch, Zou Zheng brought a bottle of wine and said that we would go to the small restaurant at the door to eat fish. I pushed the door into the bathroom, and a fish in the sink "rattled" and splashed, startling me. He said triumphantly, yesterday I caught three, ate only this one, and then you will take it home to boil soup.
When walking out of the gate of the community, an old man selling fish was cleaning up the small stall, and Zou Zheng shouted, Old Chen, let's go drink. Old Chen said, I don't have time today, drink another day. We bought Lao Chen's fish and it was cheap. Zou Zheng said that he fished for fish in the lake and river himself, which was the real wild fish. Entering the small restaurant, Zou Zheng said to the young lady boss, help me fry these fish. I couldn't drink alcohol while driving, and Zou was filling a glass alone and said, I'll drink one at a time.
Before the meal, the hostess put three paper bowls on the table, which I was a little surprised. Zou Zheng nodded his cheerful dog's head and said that there was a bowl for him to prepare rice. Na Huan Huan immediately pasted to Zou Zheng's leg and wagged his tail happily.
Zou Zheng rejoiced with the dog
Zou Zheng was not talkative, but when he drank two or two wines, his face was slightly red, and the conversation box also began to open. He improvised some of the hot events and key figures in today's book world, such as the comparison of Xu Benyi, Zhou Zhigao and Cao Baolin, such as Zhao Changqing, who has just fallen from power, such as Liu Zhengcheng, who has been folded for a long time, and his views and ideas are refreshing.
After eating, he held the remaining half bottle of wine in his arm socket, and walked hundreds of meters with me on the shore of Fu'ai Lake, he pointed to a pavilion on the lakeside, saying that it was Ge Xian Lou, commemorating the famous Eastern Jin Dynasty scholar Ge Hong, and he pointed to the small hill on the other side and said that the local villagers said that Ge Hong once lived here in seclusion to practice Dan.
Zou was in the study
After a while, he suddenly turned back and said no, I have to take you to see my vegetable garden, my vegetable garden is unique. I followed him, but it was the dog who ran in front of him. The dog looked dexterously on the main road, and when there was no car at the green light, it ran briskly, and Zou Zheng said approvingly that it had been very obedient when crossing the road. On the other side of the road is a street park, not as exquisite as the city park, but a lot more wild. The trees in the garden are deciduous, the dry grass supports the wind, the reeds are like snow, and the fire thorns are bright red.
The vegetable patch is located by the dry pond in the garden. The yellow dog ran around the ground a few times before lying quietly on the grass beside it. Zou Zheng said that after he came here to live, he slowly became acquainted with the villagers, many friends from other art festivals and literary circles visited, and some local cadres were familiar with him, and later he was allowed to set up a small piece of land in this garden. He planted four vegetables, green and lush, which was very gratifying. Zou Zheng pinched a handful of artemisia and a handful of small cabbage, handed it to me, and said that you can take it back and fry two plates. I took a picture with my mobile phone, and just happened to take a picture of the sign to the thief who was standing next to me, and he quickly stopped it, saying that the words were indecent, don't shoot.
After picking the dishes, we returned to Zou Zheng's apartment and drank tea again. When the wine came up, he was slightly drunk, leaned back on the couch and said, Please help tell one of your old colleagues, there is something I am worried about. He said, your colleague is my hometown, before 2000, he borrowed 600 yuan from me in the wandering, and I have not paid it back. He said that at first I had no money to pay back, but then it dragged on for a long time, and the more I dragged on, the more embarrassed I was to pay it back, and now it is now.
I suggest that you give these two handfuls of green vegetables to your colleagues, this dish is planted by your own hands, sweat is watered, and my colleague should know your heart. He listened, and said leisurely, "It's okay."