<h1>Remembering my mentor and friend, Teacher Fan Qishan</h1>
xueyun2 was written on 2009-05-30
On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, I sent a text message to my colleagues and friends in Shanxi to greet me, but it was his son who sent a reply to Teacher Fan Qishan: "I am Fan Qishan's son, my father died of illness at 00:15 on May 28, and the farewell ceremony is scheduled to be held at 9:00 a.m. on June 1 at the funeral home. "I really don't believe it's true!" My tears blurred, my heart was blocked, and I was shocked! How is this possible! I still want to go back to Shanxi in a few days and ask you for advice again, and then I want to hear your teachings. Why did you choose the Dragon Boat Festival? Let us students always remember you! yes! That's right! I will never forget you! Some of my friends and colleagues have passed away, but you alone can touch my heart like this, even though we have only dealt with each other a few times. You're so good! Your personality charm infects me, and your tireless learning and enterprising spirit for the cause of photography is touching... At the end of July last year, Teacher Fei, you began to prepare for the Pingyao International Photography Festival (opening on September 19). I also said, "If you can manage less, you can do less, body first!" But you say, "No, you can't push it off!" "You're so tired! Although you are retired, it is actually the same as not retiring...
Last year, I began to study film, and when I returned to Shanxi in the summer, I began to contact Teacher Fan, but I only knew each other before, and I didn't have a deep relationship. We started talking occasionally online, going to his house as a guest and asking him for advice... He's been online for almost 70 years. His obsession with photography, his dedication to his work, his thirst for new knowledge, his sincerity to his colleagues and friends... I admire it! revere! His voice and smile will always remain in my mind! He taught me to remember! His spirit of living to learn from old inspires me to keep moving forward! Last year, he invited me to participate in the Jinzhong Photography Exhibition. I said I couldn't do it, I had just been holding the camera for a few days, but he said, "You can!" You have this..." Being with him will always be happy and happy. He has been fibrosis in his lungs for several years, but he can't see that he is sick, and he has been in contact with him several times, never heard a word of complaint, he has always been so positive and optimistic about the photography career he loves and life. For three days, Teacher Fei's shadow always appeared in my mind, I didn't know him too well, I checked his information on the Internet, and I deepened my understanding of him.
O living people! How to say that it is gone, it is gone... He was humble and honest, and was a really good man. He was generous and enthusiastic and was a pleasant elder. I imagined him leaving the world, and his face should have a smile on it. Behind his glasses, what was revealed in his eyes should be unrepentant to himself. I quietly bowed my head and meditated in my heart: Thank you for your love, if there is an afterlife, I will still be your student and your friend!
Life is such a lot of things to say that there is no more, to say that loss is lost, really sad!
Dear Teacher Fei, I have a cold and can't go to your memorial service in Beijing, I deeply regret it! Deeply in my heart, I light the three-pillar incense for you, pray that you will go well, and we will talk about it in the next life! Sending you off... My scalp is numb, my knees are cold, and my eyes are illusory...
Contact with Fan Lao, impressed, the lesson is not shallow. Grief over the loss of mentors and friends, and grief over the loss of photographic colleagues.
Three bows------
The tears are blurred, the pain runs through the heart and lungs, the sun and the moon have no light, and the heavens and the earth are sad.
Mr. Fei has won many photography awards, and in 1998, he won the "Outstanding Contribution Award for Academic Research of the China Press Photo Society". When he retired, he wrote " I have been associated with photography all my life, dedicated everything to photography, and enjoyed it; ... In my lifetime, I will try my best to exert my residual heat and make due contributions to jinzhong's photography career. ”
I excerpted part of "The Pioneering Cow of The Press Photography of the Prefecture And City Newspaper" written by Wu Zhongfu, vice president of the China Municipal Newspaper Photojournalism Society, as my remembrance of Teacher Fan
——Mr. Fan Qishan, former executive chairman of the Press Photography Research Association of China Prefecture and Prefecture League Newspaper
I love the pure and rich nature of transparency
The colorful optical elements are interpreted soulfully
A silhouette of a virtual, thick life and history
Burst in every moment of inspiration
With a full, persistent passion for life
Sick Song Motherland Sick Song Life Sick Song Life
Interpret the footsteps of history as it continues to advance
Use the camera as a brush
Use color as a pigment
In the shadow of the Light Gorge that you are struggling to trek through
Enjoy depicting the solemnity of history and the abundance of life
When I first met Mr. Fan Qishan, it was in the spring of 1995 when he and I began to work together as a judge to participate in the annual photography awards of the China Prefecture and Prefecture League. His first impression was that he was not tall, wore glasses, was amiable, and polite. Later, through more than 10 years of contact and friendship, I learned that he was born in the beautiful and rich ancient city of Pingyao in Jinzhong. When he was young, his life was uncertain, his father was a businessman, he joined the Kuomintang for the Communist Party, and entered the casino to make friends with high-ranking officials. On the eve of liberation, his father led his wife and children to Beijing to follow Peng Zhen's troops to take over the Bank of China, and then transferred to the People's Bank of Yuci District, where he lost his job due to historical problems and the family's economy was stretched. At the age of 18, he took a leave of absence from the 22nd class of Pingyao Middle School and High School to the Pingyao Cable Radio Station, where he became an announcer and editor, and since then, he has formed a lifelong love affair with journalism.
In 1972, Fan Qishan was transferred from Pingyao Ancient City to Jinzhong Newspaper and turned from amateur photographer to professional photojournalist. During the years of "Agricultural Dazhai" (from 1974 to 1976), he was assigned to Dazhai by Jinzhong Bao for interviews. Dazhai is a red flag personally erected by Chairman Mao, a pearl in China's rural areas, and the focus of attention of major news media and cultural and artistic circles throughout the country. A large number of photographers, artists, writers, sculptors, playwrights and famous film and television actors gathered here, which were spurred and influenced. Here, he met Chen Yonggui, became familiar with Guo Fenglian, and established a deep relationship with the people of Dazhai.
Luck will always take special care of the smart minds who are prepared. In 1980, he was approved to join the Chinese Photographers Association and became the first national member of Jinzhong.
"The flower of success, people only admire its present brilliance; however, its buds were soaked with the blood of sacrifice and sprinkled with the fountain of tears of struggle." This little poem of the old man bingxin is most appropriate to describe the hard work of Mr. Fan Qishan in the altar.
In 1982, when the Jinzhong region established the Photography Association, due to his outstanding work achievements, he was elected as the chairman of the board, and then re-elected. In order to make the ancient city go to the whole country and the world, through other media, through other media, dai Wenbao, the famous sculptor, and the famous sculptor Fu Tianqiu have been contacted many times, and an agreement has been reached on editing and publishing a small series of cultural relics "Shuanglin Temple" by examining slides, and self-financing has used Kodak color reversal films to shoot a large number of photos of the ancient city wall, Pingyao folk customs, folk customs, famous foods, and famous products, and has published articles to domestic and foreign media and the World Cultural Heritage Review Team of the United Nations Organization for Science, Education, and Cultural Heritage, and has done a lot of work for publicizing Pingyao. The promotion of tourist attractions such as Pingyao Ancient City and Dazhai has made Jinzhong more and more popular.
All the way wind and rain all the way to the song. After decades of ups and downs, Mr. Fan Qishan from a high school student, to the People's Daily correspondence university to obtain a college diploma, was rated as a senior photojournalist, and later served as the vice president and executive president of the China Prefecture League Newspaper Photojournalism Research Association, Fan Lao has been with sincerity, enthusiasm, kindness, cheerfulness and perseverance, courage and gentle character, leaving many valuable experience and lessons to colleagues in the press photography industry. For the new situation, photojournalism grasps the trend of visual impact, plays a role in pushing the waves...
Mr. Fan Qishan, who is the year of huajia, always talks about the cause of photojournalism, he always relishs it and has a taste: "I will feel happy and happy all my life when I am related to photography. "Perhaps in the long career of photography, the most essential essence of photography has long been deeply integrated into his blood, and what Tuna feels is the most authentic spiritual rhythm of photojournalism...
The following photos are the works of Teacher Fei
Pingyao Ancient City
Pingyao International Photography Festival
<h1>Remembering the jinzhong photographer Zhao Jinyang</h1>
On September 29, 2012, most of the people who were usually busy and busy at work gathered together happily planning where to travel, making something delicious during the festival to comfort the stomach of a plaincloth fast food, but my friend, a good photojournalist, said goodbye to the world and his beloved career forever due to a car accident. He left many beautiful moments in the human world, but he closed his eyes early. I used to joke with him about why you can't leave your bag and camera, is it worth a lot, he said that the professional habit of photographers is to capture anytime and anywhere.....so that you can capture the most authentic emotions
His name is Zhao Jinyang, a member of the Communist Party, and the legal representative of the Jinzhong Workers Photographers Association. Chairman, has won the Shanxi Top Ten Photojournalist Excellence Award, most of the photographic works won awards and been selected for four consecutive years in the Pingyao International Photography Exhibition, for photography I am a layman, but looking at his works there is only one feeling, that is, overflowing with sincere love, he uses the camera to write life, show the truth, goodness and beauty of the world, leaving a lot of vivid and touching moments, many of the themes of the photos are the elderly and children, his love is hidden in the deep wrinkles on the face of the elderly, the sweet smile of the children. A few days ago in the county saw one of his works I like very much, the picture is a few children playing with the rocker of the flatbed, I also gently touched the picture and said" "This is my childhood" He called over to the assistant and said, we took a picture with your childhood........, I didn't expect that after a few days, he and my childhood together, all became memories.......... Unfortunately, God is jealous of talent, an excellent photographer is so gone, only his works have always remained in the human world, and his professionalism and excellent style of doing things have deeply infected me.
I really wanted to poke him and ask, "Zhao Jinyang, why are you so cruel that you left your beloved daughter and virtuous wife who just went to college to die?" You once used the camera in your hand to record the disabled people who are self-reliant, record the old people who are disabled in the wind and candles, record the busy figure under the pepper tree... , During the New Year's Festival, you have a lot of laid-off workers in your heart, door to door for them to take free family portraits, leaving a bright smile for them, do you know, it is almost the New Year, taking countless photos for others, everywhere asking for perfection of you, how can you bear to let your own photos mutilate? You once said that my wife is a knife mouth tofu heart, don't look at it as a heavenly chirping heart can be good...., why don't you let your life continue, but choose to freeze at the age of forty-six, so that the family has lost a good father and a good husband. Who knows how many footprints you have left in Pingyao's Lianzhuang and Liang villages? Those children who came back from school and were writing their homework on the steps were waiting for you to come back, waiting for you to see a hundred points of them; the people of the ancient city waited for you to come back, waiting for you to turn the culture of the ancient city into eternity with the camera in your hand; I was waiting for you to come back, waiting for you to read the obscure poems you wrote when you were sixteen years old, waiting for you to return to my dreams; the three sheep were weeping, and I heard them say--we are waiting for you in Lianzhuang...
That day, the aerospace hero Liu Wangrong returned to his hometown, you waited at the South Gate early; when the Olympic flame passed through Pingyao, you did not sleep for several days and nights in a row, the streets and alleys of the ancient city did not know how much sweat you left, you said that you like Pingyao, deeply attracted to you by this ancient culture and profound cultural heritage, September 23rd TV station to shoot you and your works, you said that you like the works of the Pingyao Women's Poetry Society hope we appear in your exhibition area, and I have not been able to pass because of something, I still think that you will come back next year anyway, There is an opportunity, I did not expect that you are the last time to come to Pingyao, but also my lifelong regret ...............