The exhibition of calligraphy and painting, a dialogue that lasts for thousands of years
Author/Sun Shuheng
One
Gazing at the words, they are silent, telling the story of thousands of years.
Gazing at the paintings, dream-like, showing the colors of life.
My heart was shaken, facing such an art exhibition hall, I felt as if I had traveled through time and space, talking to the ancients, and embracing the future.
I whispered, for fear of disturbing this tranquility, this beauty that had been precipitated for thousands of years.
Our calligraphers and painters, what makes the excellent traditional culture inherited for thousands of years? It is your ingenuity and perseverance that will keep every word from falling for thousands of years, and let every picture scroll not rot for thousands of years.
The soul lives on.
Listening to the admiring echoes of the visitors, I felt the charm of art, which tugged at my heartstrings and opened the window of art for me, allowing me to peek into the yesterday, today and tomorrow of art.
I took a group photo with you in front of the paintings and calligraphy, which is not only the pursuit of beauty, but also the awe of life and the love of life.
Abundance lies in the heart, the beauty of life is due to simple happiness, away from the hustle and bustle, closer to nature, in the world of art, looking for that tranquility and purity.
Two
In the depths of the exhibition hall, those works, like closed or open portals, lead me into different worlds. Sometimes, it's the tranquil landscape that makes people feel refreshed; Sometimes, it's the impassioned words that make people's blood boil. Each work is the brainchild of a master of calligraphy and painting.
Today, these former calligraphers and painters have become well-known calligraphers and painters, and their names shine brightly in the sky of art. However, their achievements did not stop people from getting closer. On the contrary, more and more people are starting to follow in their footsteps, learn their craft, and pass on their spirit.
In the exhibition hall, you can see the scene of passing the scriptures and sending treasures everywhere. Those young artists are like sponges absorbing the wisdom and experience of their predecessors. They either humbly asked for advice or had lively discussions, and every exchange benefited them a lot. Those calligraphers and painters are also willing to share their knowledge and experience with future generations, and they hope that these precious treasures can be inherited and carried forward.
In this palace of art, we are not only appreciating exquisite works, but also feeling the inheritance and continuation of a spirit. Those calligraphers and painters have used their artistic lives to light the way forward for us, so that we will no longer be confused and lonely on the road of art.
Three
When I indulged in the words "Long live the motherland", I felt as if I was pulled by a mysterious force, breaking free from the shallow quagmire and standing again in this solid scene.
A stream of heat rushed through my body, like the river of my motherland, rushing to my heart, to the depths of my soul.
I stand on this vast land, in front of me is the magnificent scene of the pen dancing dragon and snake, every stroke, all are the outline of the mountains and rivers, all are the love and perseverance in the hearts of calligraphers and painters.
I feel this surging emotion, I don't know what to do, but I am in awe, this is a deep attachment to the motherland, is an endless love for this land.
I stared at those four big words, "Long live the Motherland," and every word was full of power, and I exchanged body temperatures, sleep, and dreams with them, as if I were integrated into their souls.
I am proud of the prosperity and strength of the motherland, and I am proud of being a son and daughter of China.
Motherland, you are my mother, I will rely on you forever, I will use my life, to offer you the most sincere blessings, "Long live the motherland"!
Four
In the endless river of time, our vast territory is as bright as the stars, and it is a splendid picture scroll woven by the sons and daughters of all ethnic groups. Every piece of land is engraved with the imprint of history, which is our root and our soul.
Looking back on the past, those distant years were the days when all ethnic groups struggled side by side. They watered the land with sweat, lit up the starry sky with wisdom, and jointly wrote a glorious chapter that belongs to us. Those splendid cultures, like the stars, illuminate our way forward.
Let us always remember that every inch of this land carries the dreams and hopes of the sons and daughters of all ethnic groups. Let us work together to inherit history, promote culture, and protect our common home. In the days to come, let us write a new chapter of our own together, and make the cultural flowers of this land more colorful.
Five
On a yellow background, black letters like ink, each banner keeps a distance, they are not isolated islands, but twinkling stars in the vast starry sky.
I stared at these words, and the more I read, the more I felt that there were unknown depths hidden in them, as if they were deep mineral deposits, waiting for me to discover and savor.
"Chinese context", these four words, like an ancient bell echoing in the ear, what do they imply? Is it a thousand-year-old inheritance, or is it the hope of the future?
I have traced the footsteps of this context, from ancient oracle bone inscriptions to modern regular scripts, from poems and songs to prose novels, they are all treasures of Chinese culture, and they are all our pride and pride.
"Northern Xinjiang Culture", this huge magnetic field, attracts countless hearts to come to worship, they are the witness of history, but also the sign of the times, every word is as solid as a stone, carrying a heavy history and culture.
I walked through the center of this magnetic field, feeling the power of every word, like a lost soul, finding a home and peace here.
All the lost words are embraced here for a long time, and they snuggle up to each other and comfort each other, which together constitute this unique northern Xinjiang culture.
As I stand here, I feel this unique charm, and my heart is filled with awe and gratitude, for the inspiration and emotion that these words have brought to me, and for the culture that this land has nurtured.
Six
"The wilderness is wide and embraces all rivers", which depicts not only an open territory, but also a kind of broad-mindedness, like the sea, which can accommodate the convergence of hundreds of rivers. This kind of mind makes people feel the power of tolerance and acceptance, and also makes people feel the vastness and infinite possibilities of life.
"From the reins of the horse to the clouds", here depicts a free and unrestrained attitude. The horse galloped freely, without restraints, without fetters, only the clouds in front of him as a guide. This kind of freedom and unrestrainedness makes people feel a kind of vitality and passion of life, and also makes people feel a kind of pursuit and yearning. Keep moving forward, continue to surpass, and finally reach the top of Yunlan in your heart.
Seven
"Ten years of official Zhen vegetarian meal", ten years as an official, always abide by integrity, do not covet the dignity of power, do not pursue material abundance. This honesty and self-discipline is the adherence to the "original face", and the pure belief and pursuit in the depths of the heart.
However, the world is unpredictable. Sometimes, we are faced with the dilemma of "it is difficult to change the original face". In the face of external temptations and pressures, we may lose ourselves and forget our original intentions. But as the poem says, "let the water go to the end of the mountain", no matter how difficult the environment is, we must keep in mind our mission and pursuit.
"Hold the ice heart and withstand the wind and cold", this is a kind of commitment and expectation to yourself. In the midst of cold and hardship, we must maintain a pure heart and not be shaken by the outside world. Only in this way can we go further and more steadily on the road of life.
Eight
It is like a landscape painting splashed with ink, which vividly depicts the magnificence of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and the tenacity of hundreds of cold and summer.
Between the mountains and rivers, the smoke is swirling, as if the aura between heaven and earth is gathered here. The mountains, high or low, far or near, are layered on top of each other, and they are endless. The water, deep or shallow, rapid or slow, sparkling, reflects thousands of worlds. In this vast land, all living beings collectively interpret the chapter of life.
Sweeping the smoke and entering the shadow, as if to say, no matter how difficult the road ahead is, we must face it bravely, not afraid of difficulties, not afraid of hardship. Just like the traveler in the mountains and rivers, although he has gone through a lot of hardships, he has always maintained a firm belief and persistent pursuit.
Hundreds of cold and summer, frost and rain and forward. This is to say, time flies, time flies, we must cherish every moment, live up to the time. Whether it's a hot summer day or a cold winter, we must keep moving forward, brave the difficulties, and move forward bravely.
This prose poem is full of reverence for life and nature, and at the same time expresses deep thoughts on the journey of life. While appreciating this beautiful scenery, let's also think about our own life path, move forward bravely, and pursue our dreams.
Nine
The calligraphy and painting paint a magnificent picture of the scenery of the northern country, full of poetry and pride. Below, I will reinterpret this image for you in the form of a prose poem:
In the far north, the ice is frozen for thousands of miles, and the snow drifts for thousands of miles, like a white veil sprinkled from above, covering the earth and decorating the mountains and rivers.
Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is only snow; Up and down the river, the surging river of the past is silent at the moment.
Look at the mountains, like silver snakes dancing, and on the plains, like a group of wax elephants galloping. They seem to be challenging the sky, trying to compete with the heavens.
On a sunny day, the sun shines all over the earth, and the snow and red sun complement each other. At this moment, the country is so delicate, attracting countless heroes to bend their waists.
However, in the long river of history, how many heroes and heroes, their cultural and martial arts, but also have shortcomings. Qin Emperor and Han Wu, although they dominated the world, they lost their literary brilliance; Tang Dynasty and Song Ancestors, created a prosperous era, but slightly less coquettish.
Calligraphy and painting not only depict the scenery of the northern country, but also integrate the vicissitudes and emotions of history, so that people can enjoy the beautiful scenery at the same time, but also feel the ruthlessness and changes of the years.
Ten
In the vast Alxa, Liyu stands alone, like a lonely watchman.
The sky there was so clear and transparent, as if you could reach out to the distant stars. Whenever night falls, the sky full of stars is sprinkled like pearls, illuminating Liyu's heart.
The desert of Alxa is Liyu's closest partner. Sometimes it's calm as a mirror, sometimes it's turbulent and unpredictable. In this desert, Liyu felt the tenacity and unyielding of life.
Liyu has left his footprints in every corner of Alxa. He walked through the dunes, over the Gobi, and through the wilderness. Every scenery is deeply imprinted in his heart.
The wind of Alxa is the most familiar breath of Liyu. It carried the smell of sand and earth, with the call of afar, blowing across Liyu's face, making him feel endless freedom and spaciousness.
Liyu's Alxa is the destination of his soul. Here he found tranquility and peace, self and freedom. He is willing to protect this land forever and spend every sunrise and sunset with Alxa.
Eleven
In the inky world, I dance with the spring breeze, making the words like silk and floating in the night sky. Building dreams in the north of Xinjiang, that is the holy place in my heart, the meeting point of poetry and distance.
Look at the spring breeze, it carries greenery and vitality, gently brushes the earth, and everything revives. It blew through thousands of mountains and rivers, and drifted towards the north with my thoughts and expectations.
Northern Xinjiang, that is a mysterious and magnificent place. There, there are majestic mountains, rushing rivers, vast grasslands, and those who are resilient. They worked this land and built their dreams with their own hands.
My poems, like this spring breeze, drift to the north with the charm of ink. It dances with the mountains and rivers in that land, and resonates with people's hearts. It tells stories about dreams, struggles, and life.
This is an epic poem that records the changes of an era and witnesses the rise of a nation. It makes people feel the power of life and inspires people to have the courage to pursue their dreams.
In this prose poem, I use ink-colored brushstrokes to dance the spring breeze and build a dream of northern Xinjiang. Let words bloom in the night sky and illuminate people's path.
twelve
Ah, the text is picturesque and full of affection. The "opening of the heavens and the axe reflecting the red flag" is the glorious symbol of our party, they have illuminated the road ahead in the long river of history, and the bright red color is the faith forged by countless martyrs with their blood.
"The first contribution to the rise of China" is not only a simple praise, but also a true portrayal of the party's leadership. It is precisely because of the party's leadership that we can stand up from humiliation and move from poverty to prosperity and strength.
Seeing the prosperity of the motherland and the continuous improvement of the people's living standards, a warm current could not help but rise in my heart. All this is inseparable from the party's correct leadership and the joint efforts of the people.
And the fact that "it is difficult to stop the wind from dancing on the railing" reflects the tenacity and perseverance of our party. No matter how great the difficulties and challenges we encounter, the party can lead us to rise to the occasion and overcome everything. This indomitable spirit is precisely the precious wealth of our party and the spiritual pillar of our nation. It is also a concentrated embodiment of our national spirit. You can feel the wisdom and feelings of the ancients, and you can also find resonance and strength.
(Author's file: Sun Shuheng, pen name Hengxin Yongzai, a native of Naiman Banner, Inner Mongolia.) Member of China Financial Writers Association, member of China Essayists Association, member of Inner Mongolia Writers Association, member of Inner Mongolia Poetry Society, Deputy Secretary-General of Inner Mongolia Popular Literature and Art Research Association, Senior Researcher and Deputy Secretary-General of Inner Mongolia Poetry, Calligraphy and Painting Research Association)