"Treading Waves" series of sixteen

A day of painting has made Chen Jun tired and sore, he saw that Yizhou was still helping him busy, he knew that Yizhou was a good seedling for painting, could bear hardships and was obsessed with painting. He walked over and patted Yizhou's shoulder: "Boy, you love painting so much, you have the talent to paint, and you can study hard, you must be a material that can be made!" The paintings are often glamorous and beautiful; the painter has to come out of the thorny road, to be full of pain and hardship. This road is not easy to walk! If you want to go further on the road of painting, you must persevere. ”

Yizhou looked at Master Chen: "Master Chen, you are very right, this road will be very difficult, but I love painting, because the seeds of this love of painting since I was a child have been rooted in my heart, and I will stick to it." In the future, under your guidance, my painting level will definitely be on a higher level. ”

"Let's stop here today, and next Sunday, you'll continue to teach you the use of perspective and color." Chen Jun said, and went to the studio, ready to change clothes and go home.

A boat picked up his backpack and hurried to the ferry, where it was already dark. It was late autumn, the weather had turned cold, and the night wind was chilly, blowing the fallen leaves and rustling, which made people feel very desolate.

A boat crossed to the west of the river, and it was getting darker and the wind was colder. He hurried to the school, and in the distance he saw the rows of sparsely lit student dormitories, and he quickened his pace like an arrow. However, when he was about to reach the school gate, suddenly a group of students came out of the school gate, because it was the time when day students came home after late self-study. He was afraid that the classmates would see it, so he hid under the Arch of the Temple of Literature on the right side of the school gate for a while, wanting to wait for them to leave before entering the school, who knew that they had just left the school gate, and the school gate was immediately closed. Immediately after that, the lights in the school classrooms and dormitories were turned off one after another, and only a few dim street lights on the telephone poles flashed and flashed.

Yizhou could not enter through the school gate, so he crept under the campus wall, threw his backpack into the wall, heard the sound of "whoops" landing, immediately climbed over the wall into the campus, and quietly slipped into the dormitory. Zhou Dehong left the door for him, he walked lightly to his bed, his face could not care about scrubbing, he fell to the bed, he felt very tired, wanted to sleep as soon as possible. But he was so excited that he couldn't sleep, and today he was lucky enough to get to know Master Chen, a senior student at the Central Academy of Fine Arts, and accepted him as an apprentice, for which he was excited and very grateful to Chen Jiale at the same table. He admired Master Chen's painting level and the theoretical level of painting, and chewed carefully in his heart, and the meaning of what he said today was: "Chinese painting pays attention to freehand, and Western painting pays attention to realism; and the poetry in Li Yiyi's "Plum Blossoms" touches the eyes and tilts tens of millions of flowers, and there are only two or three branches of appreciation. ”

The bedroom was dark, and Yi zhou had been thinking and chewing like this, and he was really sleepy before he slowly fell asleep...

Yizhou's first school year's rest days basically went to Master Chen, and in this year, his painting level did reach a qualitative leap. He was no longer a small painter who could only paint portraits, and under the careful guidance of Master Chen Jun, he could paint movie posters that were several meters long and several meters wide alone.

During the period of secondary school study, Yizhou not only made rapid progress in painting, but also had extraordinary "gains" in other aspects. He has a wide range of interests and hobbies, and has a good performance in singing, musical instruments, and literary and artistic publicity. He is good at playing harmonica, flute, erhu, Qinqin and many other instruments, and he is an active member of the school's literary and art propaganda team. Because of his hard work and diligence, he became the best of the school's more than 1,000 students; his academic performance has always been among the best in the school, and his paintings, his blowing and playing and singing are outstanding in the school. His personality has also become cheerful and lively, and whenever he has free time, he plays and sings with his classmates to have a party, and the classmates like this versatile classmate. The teacher saw that he had a special talent in literary and artistic propaganda work, so he took charge of the organization of the school's literary and artistic propaganda team.

On New Year's Day 1965, the windows of the school's auditorium were decorated with very delicate and beautiful window flowers, and the walls were hung with shiny color strips. On a large blackboard in the middle of the stage, the teacher asked Yizhou to draw an auspicious painting and asked him to write "New Year's Day Gala" on the top of several large art characters.

After dinner, the students came to the school's auditorium with great interest, and they had been looking forward to the annual New Year's Day party for a long time. The students came to the auditorium early, and even those who usually loved to be late also rushed to the auditorium. Under the leadership of the homeroom teacher and the class leader, the classes are lined up neatly in the auditorium. Before the party began, the classes sang revolutionary songs to each other. One song falls, one song rises again, the whole auditorium is bustling, and the air is filled with a strong smell of New Year and youth.

The party began, the first program was the class chorus, which was a group literary and artistic program, and almost all the students participated: there was singing "Dongfang Hong", there was singing "Nanniwan", there was singing "Turning Serfs Sing"...

In the second program, the female solo "See You Extra Dear" performers: Guo Xiuqing, Erhu accompanist Ni Yizhou.

Guo Xiuqing is recognized by the whole school, she wears a double-breasted women's military uniform today, the white shirt collar is peeled off, two dark braids are together on the protruding chest, melon face, fair skin, big eyes, delicate nose, full mouth; both heroic and beautiful.

Ni Yizhou was wearing a blue Zhongshan suit, thick black fluffy hair, a small Chinese character face with beautiful features: Mo Nong's sword eyebrows were slightly raised, under the long and slightly curled eyelashes, there was a pair of dark and agile eyes, a handsome nose bridge, and two pale pink lips. He sat on Guo Xiuqing's left side with an erhu, his back straight, and put the erhu on his lap, the movement was natural and elegant, both sunny and handsome, and charming.

Yi Zhou pulled out the door of the song "See You Extra Dear", and the applause from the audience rang out, this song was a popular song at that time, sung by the military singer Ma Yutao, and the students would hum a few words.

When Guo Xiuqing began to sing, the applause from the audience was thunderous, and immediately quieted down to listen to her singing, her tone was bright and sweet, and the song was sung almost close to the original. In the process of singing, Guo Xiuqing and Ni Yizhou made love to each other, cooperating with tacit understanding, very much like a pair of golden children and jade girls, envying the students under the stage.

The sixth program of the party was Ni Yizhou's flute solo, he appeared with the flute, and it was another charm, he stood straight in the center of the stage, bowed to the audience, and then he put the flute across his mouth and blew "I Am a Soldier". The flute is sometimes crisp and stirring, sometimes gentle and melodious, and his double spit, three spit, portamento, and vibrato are used freely throughout the song, winning a burst of thunderous applause from the audience.

Since this party, Yizhou has become more famous in school. He is versatile, dashing and handsome, and is often envied and discussed by everyone. The school is full of seventeen or eighteen-year-old young students, all in the budding period of youth: chasing dreams, thinking about spring, and falling in love are all fanaticism. The girls who extended an olive branch to him were naturally not in the minority.

On the occasion of spring, on the night of the full moon, the deep blue sky rises a round of bright moon, which makes the blue sky particularly bright, and the silver moonlight pours down, and the fields, campuses, and houses are all in the nude photos of the moon. Frogs in ponds, grasshoppers in the grass, birds on branches... In this bright moonlight, they greet, cheer, jump and sing to the spring. All things are in love in the spring, and people's spring hearts are stirring in the spring.

Yi Zhou took a harmonica and walked around the campus. From time to time, he looked at the moon in the sky, and from time to time he looked at the shadows on the ground. He wandered the boulevards of the campus, blowing up the "evening outside Moscow", blowing and blowing, and he gradually got better. Suddenly, someone on his back slapped him on the back and hummed in his mouth: "How good the night is, what a yearning, what a quiet night." Yizhou looked back and saw that it was Chen Jiale and Wang Yuzhen.

Chen Jiale and Wang Yuzhen are the two class flowers in the class, they are both beautiful and intelligent; their families are also similar, Chen Jiale's father is the director of the Changsha Cultural Center, and Wang Yuzhen's father is the deputy director of the Changsha Municipal Bureau of Culture. They all have a superior family environment, live a carefree life, and develop a passionate and unrestrained personality. Their beds in the dormitories are next to each other, and they are often inseparable in class and extracurricular activities; classmates say that they are like two wings on a bird when they move, flying together everywhere, saying that they are quiet like lotus ponds.

Yi Zhou's eyes widened and he said, "Why don't you sleep... It's out. ”

"If you are only allowed to come out and enjoy the moon, we are not allowed to come out to appreciate the moon, you are too domineering and impersonal." Chen Jiale narrowed his eyes and said with disgust.

"Oh, hey, we all blame you when we come out, you play the harmonica so well, and you choose love songs like 'Night outside Moscow' to seduce us." Wang Yuzhen blinked at her pair, which was rounder than the moon, and there was a pulse of emotion in her eyes, and she pouted that sexy little mouth.

Yi Zhou was a little embarrassed by what they said, and hurriedly said, "My big lady, if you want to come out, you can't rely on me." When the teacher investigates it, I can't eat it. He was anxious to explain, and they looked strange and interesting, standing there giggling and laughing. He took a closer look, they were standing in the moonlight, wearing white shirts, long blue skirts flowing, tight belts that made their mature breasts as attractive as two Deyuan buns attached to their breasts; they smiled brightly, and their faces were glowing with a springish redness, like a pair of Chang'e under the mortals. He looked at them dumbfounded, shook the harmonica in his hand, as if remembering something, and read" in his mouth: "Oh, oh."

"Oops... Classmate Yizhou, what are you thinking stupidly, your mouth is still constantly emitting oh, oh..." Wang Yuzhen said softly.