Today is a cold day, and snowflakes are flying. The end of the year, the coldest hour, has arrived, and the pace of spring is getting closer and closer.
The plum contains gold, like waiting for the finale at the end of the year, and blooms for the Spring Festival. Zheng Banqiao said in the inscription poem of "Han Mei Tu": "There is nothing wrong at the end of the Han family, and the plum blossoms will be in the New Year." "In Jiangnan, cutting a plum blossom and inserting it in a quaint plum bottle is almost an indispensable offering for the Spring Festival. However, in the eyes of northerners, it is a luxury. Because it's rare. Today, when I received the "Cold Plum Primrose Diagram" from a painter friend in my hometown in Shandong, I always felt a little dull. He himself said that the real plum blossom, he had never seen, copied from his predecessors. No wonder.
I remember mr. Wang Zengqi wrote in his prose that there are four large plum trees in the backyard of Gaoyou's hometown, and every year in the waxing moon, the tree folds branches is his specialty. He would pick the kind of plum branches that came out of the side, not stupid. Mr. Wang Zengqi's language is excellent, and the popular two words "not stupid" express his aesthetic taste. His choice of plum branches is based on the skills of Chinese painting. In addition, he also mentioned the plum bead flower, which also impressed me very much, because it was unheard of. On the first day of the Chinese New Year, when it snowed, he plucked the bones of the plums, strung them with fine copper wire, and gave them to his grandmother, aunt and stepmother, "they combed their hair, and put it on." Then, say goodbye to each other." That picture, how beautiful!
Wu Changshuo (1915) as Bottle Plum Vertical Shaft
Fortunately, in Beijing, there is also the opportunity to enjoy the plums. In the past two days, the plum blossoms in Yuyuantan Park have bloomed.
When you think of Yuyuantan Park, the first reaction is usually cherry blossoms. Many people do not know that Lamei is also a scene of Yuyuantan. Near the west gate of Yuyuantan Park, there is a lamelin, which is not very old and has short branches, which is easy for people to get close to.
Looking at the whole Lamelin from a distance, it is somewhat chaotic, no different from the spring flowers. However, Lamei is so intriguing that it is suitable for close appreciation. The yellow of the petals of the plum, the color is bright and oily, against the cold, open in the dry branches, which makes people feel admiration and pity. The best thing to see is the buds that seem to be blooming. Round beads, you don't know which bright moonlit night it will be, suddenly bloomed.
Painters and poets often compare plum blossoms to the moon. I couldn't help but think of jinnong of the "Eight Monsters of Yangzhou" again. The Kinnon "Winter Heart" seems to be happy with the bloom of plum blossoms. He loved plums so much that he planted thirty old plums by hand and shared the cold with plum blossoms. He painted plums, did not pick up the teeth and wisdom of the predecessors, clear and full of paper, and inscribed a poem: "Qing to a very cold place, I know that the bright moon is the predecessor." He also has a famous inscription poem: "The east neighbor is full of orchestral noise, and the west house will eventually be noisy towards the carriages and horses." Only the old man snoozed for a nap, and the door was not opened after the plum blossoms were opened. The last sentence creates a "plum idiot" image.
Jinnong Momei Vertical Shaft
The most famous poem, "Don't be praised for the good color, only leave a clean air full of Qiankun", is also written mei, and the author is the Yuan Dynasty painter Wang Mian. The memetu of the crown of the king is still fragrant. Qing Qi is the gentleman's qi of the crown. But unfortunately, his ink plum, there are very few acquaintances. One of his most classic ink plum paintings, the plum branches are densely interspersed, like a visitor from the sky, stretching down from the top of the head, lively and lively, the lines are very soft, and the flower curtains are generally hanging in front of the eyes, spreading out most of the paper. Below it are large sections of inscription poems.
At first, when I saw such a painting, I only felt magical—the picture was so full, almost crowded with no gaps, but it didn't seem congested. Rather, it is clear and clean, and I feel that there is a charm flowing through it. Looking at it, it is like experiencing heavy snow all night, and when the door is pushed in the morning, the cold and cool air comes to the face, with a slight sweetness, straight into the lungs. It was an instant uplift.
Wang Mian Memetu Collection of Yale University Museum of Art
The prototype of The Ink Plum in Wang Mian's pen should be Wild Plum. Crowned wild. The literati of the Yuan Dynasty, as bold as Wang Guan, and who were able to carry out the madness to the end without knowing and acting. Born in a peasant family, Wang Mian was intelligent and studious since childhood, but his luck was not good, and he repeatedly failed to succeed in adulthood. In a fit of anger, he let go of his temperament, "buy a boat to go down to Eastern Wu, cross the river, enter Huai and Chu, and go through the famous mountains and rivers." On the way to travel, he saw all kinds of social chaos, and he judged from the eyes of a prophet that the world would be in chaos, so he ran to the Jiuli Mountain in his hometown in Zhejiang with his family to live in seclusion. Someone recommended him to be an official, and he scolded: "I have a field to cultivate, I have books to read, and I am willing to hold the case and prepare the slave envoys under the court!" "The description of his appearance is also very interesting. Legend has it that he wore a high-brimmed hat, a green coat, long wooden sandals on his feet, struck a wooden sword, and sang loudly as he walked in the downtown area. Or ride a scalper, hold a volume of the Book of Han in your hand, and read it aloud on the road... All kinds of madness, similar to Don Quixote, are regarded as hilarious by passers-by. You laugh at him, he doesn't think so, and smiles at you friendly.
The wildness of the crown is in the bones. He once wrote a magnificent romantic plum blossom poem - "Junjia Autumn Dew is full of white tanks, and I drink thousands of times." Xing yi took off his hat and clapped his hands and shouted at the Plum Blossom King. In front of the five more windows, BoShan was cold, and Mo Fengfei woke up for the first time. Get up and laugh at the stone man, and the white clouds outside the door are thirty thousand. "His heart dwells in Li Bai's soul.
He was full of poetry and books, and he had no way to serve the country. He is extremely confident, but he is also depressed by the pain of the times. Seclusion is a helpless act, and there is always a glimmer of hope in my heart.
Such a person sprinkles his chest qi into the ink plum painting. The ink plum in his pen is no longer only thin and quiet for beauty. Rather, it is too complicated and so dense, as if the heavens and the earth cannot be exhausted. The Memetu reached the crown of the king and began to show a lush momentum. As he wrote in his poem, "Jiangnan October day rain and frost, human grass and trees dare not be fragrant." Unique xitou old plum tree, the skin is like iron light. The wind blows cold beads and buds, and thousands of flowers bloom white snow. "It's like a self-metaphor. He believed in himself and would eventually blossom.
Having said so much about Mei in the painting, it is actually a bit regrettable. Plums and plums do not belong to the same family. Plum belongs to the wax plum family, while the real plum belongs to the rosaceae family. The flowering period is different. Plums bloom early, plum blossoms later. The so-called Beijing plum viewing is mostly Lamei. The famous plum viewing place in Beijing, there are ancient plum trees in the Reclining Buddha Temple, and there are also la plums in Xiangshan Park. There is also the Grand View Garden, which is said to have a red heart in front of The Garden, which is the residence of Miaoyu in "Dream of the Red Chamber". Last winter, on the east side of the Buddha Tooth Stupa in Bada, I also saw the plum blooming. It's just a faint one or two plants, and you can't smell the aroma.
Lamei of Kyoshi Reclining Buddha Temple
It is said that in the plum garden of Hongluo Temple on the outskirts of Beijing, there are real plums. It may take a later season. The Great Wall of Huairou Xiangshui Lake has held plum blossom exhibitions, potted plants, cinnabar plums, green calyx plums, weeping plums and other varieties. But I think that potted plums are not as good as wild plum trees. Plants, like people, what can release their disposition more than being rooted in the earth?
The open scenery near Yuyuantan Park, Bayi Lake and CCTV Tower is often included in the frame. At this time, I found that the Mandarin duck on the ice is also absolutely beautiful. In the afternoon, near the Middle Causeway Bridge, the reeds are very wild. The surface of the East Lake is half ice and water on the other. Dozens of Mandarin ducks rest at the boundary between water and ice, standing, dazed, combing feathers... The ice reflects the clear reflection, tree shadows, mandarin ducks, bridges, and the scenery of the cold winter is crystal clear and poignant. I stood for a long time. In the cold winter of heaven and earth, these beautiful birds stretch themselves freely, no longer hidden in the depths of water and grass, and greet with us the germination of a new round of spring, the bloom of summer, the autumn harvest and winter hiding. We are just as beautiful and tenacious beings.