My father had a good friend, Uncle Liu Jingchen, who was a poet who liked to write and draw plum blossoms, and had a good amount of alcohol. Every time I come back to my house, I always stay for ten days and a half months. As soon as it snowed in winter, Uncle Liu used his hometown to tune up a poem: "There is no snow without spirit, there is snow without poetry." The sunset poem is full of snow and snow, and it is very spring with Mei Tianzuo. ”
I said, "Uncle Liu, it's not just 'there is no spirit without snow', there is no spirit without wine, there is no spirit!" ”
Uncle Liu clapped his hands and laughed: "That's right, well said, come quickly with the wine." ”
As he drank, he narrowed his eyes and stared at the plum tree in the snow in front of the court, and it seemed that he was about to chant poetry. My father was not a poet, but when his friends came, he would also write poetry. There is a poem that Uncle Liu praised for his good work, and also used a red vermilion pen to add a dense circle to the next four sentences. Those four sentences are:
"Old age to make love, idle and happy. Pour a cup of wine together, confidants rejoice in reunion. ”
I said, "Dad, you're not drinking, so how do you say 'get drunk together'?" ”
The father laughed and said, "Poetry is like alcohol, and if you are not drunk, you will be worried." ”
Uncle Liu was greatly appreciative and said in a loud voice: "Good poetry, another drink." ”
I like to watch Uncle Liu's drunkenness drinking on the subject, and I love the "vernacular poems" that my father casually recites. Watching the happiness of their two old friends singing and harmonizing, my little girl of thirteen or fourteen years old also became more excited.
So I polished the ink, spread out the paper, and said, "Uncle Liu, you have drunk wine and made poems, and now you should paint plum blossoms." ”
Uncle Liu said: "Slow down, before painting Mei, you must write first." He remembered the great truth he had said many times:
"Plum blossoms are the closest to calligraphy, and to learn to paint plums, you must practice calligraphy diligently. The branches of the plum are like a seal, and the strength of the pen is seen in the sudden setback; the plum branches and flowers are like walking grass, and the rhyme is seen in the curve. This is related to the cultivation of the body and mind, Chinese painting can see the true disposition the most, the realm of the soul is high, and the style of painting will be high. ”
He said it so unfathomable. But I only know that in the picture class, I follow the teacher's sample to draw stroke by stroke, and even when I write, I also look at a word and draw a word, where do I know what rhyme and style.
Uncle Liu finished writing a large character and a small letter before he began to draw plum blossoms, and threw them into the paper basket with the painting. I asked him why he didn't keep it, and he said, "It's too hard to keep it until it's a painting that really conveys God." It is difficult to paint plums, and it is also difficult to make poetry. Lin Hejing's 'Dark Xiang Shuying' has been recited throughout the ages, firstly because he has the rhyme of 'Plum Wife Crane', and secondly because Jiang Baishi composed the words "Dark Incense" and "Shuying". ”
I asked him, "What about Uncle Liu's Yongmei poem?" ”
He laughed again and said, "My yongmei poem, the best one is still in my stomach." ”
The father casually laughed and groaned: "Xuemei is already very spring, but the poetry of Xiao Chen Weng has not yet been completed (Uncle Liu's name Is Jing Chen)." ”
Uncle Liu immediately said, "Gao Ge is lonely and difficult to ink, and it is not like poetry and wine. Uncle Liu was really a bit of an eye-catcher, so he had to borrow the topic to drink.
Watching them export into poetry, I also want to do it. One day, I went with my father and Uncle Liu to the lonely mountain to walk on the snow and admire the plums. Look at the expo bridge that leads directly to the inner and outer lakes, the bustling and noisy sounds of tourists disturb the quiet crane pavilion to lose the fun of "dark incense and shadows". I also learned from my father's Kou Zhanda oil poem: "The long bridge of the red plate is connected to the green micro, and the pedestrians are like weaving Qi Luoxian." If the spirit of the Teachings is still there, you should repent of the plum blossom planting at the water's edge. Whether the rhyme is right or not, I think it is also a "poem" of seven words and one sentence. My father even praised me for doing a good job.
Uncle Liu taught me very seriously that I should not learn to compose poetry at the beginning, that is, a casual look, and I will "flow" poetry, and I will never be able to do it well in the future. I was so frightened that I would never dare to speak in front of him again. This was the first "poem" I composed in junior high school, and I was taught a lesson, so I always remember it.
During the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression, Hangzhou fell to the Japanese. Victoriously demobilized, returned to the old house, and was pleased to see a green plum in the courtyard, still standing unharmed. At the beginning of the spring snow, her good friend Duo Ci sister and her husband, Mr. Xu Shaodi, came to sit in the house. Sister Duo Ci saw the green plums outside the book window waiting to be released, and on a whim, she spread the paper and ink, painted the style of the plum blossom after the disaster, and asked me to write an inscription to commemorate it.
I reluctantly composed a poem "Linjiang Immortal", but because of the poor font, I insisted on not writing it on the painting. In that song, I only prefer the four sentences of the next film: "When you meet and talk about each other, when the elderly are together." Pity to take the Ting Ting standard, good spring is in the high branches. ”
Although the plum blossom had been brought to Taiwan, it was damaged by the flood when it was living in Yonghe. Sister Duo Ci had wanted to repaint it many times, but always had the idea of getting together in a hurry every time without success. She and Mr. Shao Di were unfortunate to have been in the past. The old man is gone, and the ink treasure is gone, how can it not be sad and deplorable?
Now I treasure a small piece of red plums from mr. Yu Shaosong, a famous ancestor, which Mr. Shao Di sought on his behalf. Another painting of a university teacher, Mr. Ren Xinshu, has a poem inscribed on it: "Painting plums is like a painting pine, and the appearance is different." Love this year cold bone, not sealed by the King of Qin. Teacher Ren was proud and died of grief.
In addition, it is an enlarged plum blossom photography. That was a photo taken by Mr. Zheng Manqing twenty years ago when he went up to yushan Mountain to enjoy the snow and plums. He said that the snow plum on the mountain is too beautiful, the pen and ink are blue, and it is difficult to convey the spirit, so he has to rely on the camera to absorb more of its various styles. When I was in Taipei, I have been hanging between the walls, which can bring a little coolness in the hot summer and make me remember the friendship of the deceased. None of these sails were brought, and I really felt that the residence had the feeling of "four walls of the family".
Taiwan's climate, although it is not easy to plant more plum blossoms in the flat land, but plum blossoms are the spiritual symbol of the Chinese nation's unswerving steadfastness, the people love plum blossoms, and do not care about the plum everywhere. Even if it is in the "bright place of spring willow pond", you can also recognize the meaning of "plum blossom frost and snow more spiritual".
The United States is a young country that has not suffered much, and they love the beautiful and short-lived cherry blossoms from the Japanese. So here, I don't know where to look for plum blossoms. They didn't understand Chinese Aimei's mood.
After the snow, the first sunny, the spring cold material is steep, and I am in the old house in Hangzhou that green plum. Decades of severe cold, it must be proud of the shore.
This article is excerpted from
Nostalgia in The Rice Dumplings: Essays by Qi Jun
Author: Qi Jun
Publisher: Zhejiang Literature and Art Publishing House
Published: January 2015
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