The way in which words are recorded and conveyed is the experience that happened in the past and the memory to be expressed today. But you can't imagine and expect others to accept and share the credibility of this event as you do, which means that you may not be able to resonate and feel emotional about others. It is indeed inconclusive whether you and your experience yesterday, and today's him and his concepts, can be integrated and adapted to the current pattern and appetite. Your love is pedaling a tricycle, struggling on the highway, the scorching sun, sweating, and behind you is a five-wheeled off-road vehicle meteor shower, whistling by, whether the driver is in the mood to appreciate your slow-paced and unsuspenseful life mirror, don't take yourself too seriously.
Sun Chengmin's Landscape Works, 46×68cm on paper
Yu Qiuyu said: Words are a way to prolong life; Liu Liangcheng said: Words can go back in time; Balji said: Words are repeating what has been said in the heart, and I say: Words are the spark that accompanies you in loneliness. We walked on the criss-crossing road and finally converged in turn, starting from the indomitable head with our heads held high, to the end of the faltering steps, following the traction of the sunset, supporting the thin figure slowly westward, countless times in the bottom of our hearts silently picking up the four seasons of life, the joys and sorrows, and the mixed joys and sorrows of the past. Only then did we realize that we actually live in "one person's village", "one person's township", and "one person's city", magnifying and exaggerating the world around us, or appreciating ourselves alone, or entertaining ourselves, or caring for the sentimentality of self-pity, and seeing our own travels as unique feelings, which is very important, irrelevant to others, and when I don't know who I am, I don't have the energy to think about who others are.
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The true face of chic is to do my own thing, this must have someone who does not buy your account, and from the beginning is to speak out in your heart, to sigh, to cheer, to ask yourself to be worthy of it, if there is a welcome of approval, why be timid and lonely. We have too much loneliness that is not understood, not accepted, and cannot be understood, accepted, and there is no reason why we must understand and accept. So he used words to build houses, bridges to build bridges, words to build boats, words to lay beds, and traveled back and forth between the past and the present, looking for the scenery carried away by the wind and dust, confirming the age of the clouds overhead, and remembering the season when the branches and leaves in front of the window were moistened and luxuriant. No matter what the reason and excuse, no one can stop you from saying what you have to say and what you have to express, and there is no reason for you to ask others to accept what you are saying and what you are trying to express. When I come to life, my parents will greet me, and who will send me when I leave?
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Some of today's texts are false and noble pseudo-chicken soup, talking about the vicissitudes of more than half a hundred years before adolescence has passed, and talking about the true meaning of love when the first love is still the end. Since the launch of the marketing model of "bestsellers" and "rankings", publishing books and buying books is no longer a heartfelt choice of "price according to quality", but a commercial hype on the hot search list, behind which is the planning of think tanks, team operations, as long as sales. The writer became an idol and appeared on camera as an actor. I am also mixed in, and before I can fill the number, I am also talking to myself, hurrying for decades of morning bells and dusk drums, and the things that have been blown around by the years, suddenly feel like a dream, many of them are unrecognizable. I'm always thinking about how to get rid of my days, painting, reading, writing, drinking tea, listening to music, writing calligraphy, and I'm very busy. I was so anxious that I couldn't draw a good picture, I was anxious, I was restless, and my temperament made me uneasy because the blind cat touched the dead mouse and drew a good picture by luck. You must know that if you don't go out to see girls, how can you have the opportunity to be heart-pounding and love at first sight? How can you experience the warmth and coldness of the world if you are not involved in the world? How can not read books ignite the light in the heart and let the spark of thought shine? Reading is a ladder to climb the sky, we can pick a certain favorite star, writing is the echo of my own words, the "absence" of philosophical concepts remains in memory to become experience, the limitations of words and language are always approximate and possible statements, the meaning is that writing can lead us back to the previous scene, you at that moment and you are now two people who are completely different, the judgment of past events has made a leap forward from the past, perhaps the original motive of the event has generated another version of interpretation, From this, it suddenly became clear that the realization of a single purpose requires countless conditions to support. For example, love, it is not enough to just love words, it also needs material maintenance, integrity to guarantee, action to fulfill duties, morality to restrain it, and survival to continue.
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Where there is thought, there will be pain, and where there is pain, there will be thought. Trekkers in all fields of art are struggling in pain and thoughts, exuberant carnival, and the elements of art carry the surging of the chest, and literature, music, drama, dance, architecture, and fine arts present the great creations of the author's whimsy. The choice of art is another way to find oneself, and it is also a virtual realization of all the possibilities that we desire to live again. So the world of the pen is a person's world, a person's free galloping territory, like a wild horse galloping and neighing, I think therefore I am, I love what I choose, I believe what I hear, I write what I love.
Sun Chengmin's Landscape Works, 46×68cm on paper
As the cycle goes by, life is chaotic and orderly, and I don't write for the sake of passing on the classics, nor do I write books and talk about delusions. If painting can't express my intentions, I use words to record them, and if words can't express my wishes, I use paintings to show them. At night, I often wander alone in the dream of life, no matter the rainy or snowy weather, I will slide the whispers of yesterday and today from my fingertips to the keyboard, leaving a clear and legible handwriting, even if I am ridiculed, I will not have the slightest remorse, because the wind will not come back, so it is worth consuming more words.
(Text/Sun Chengmin, Jiachen Zhongfu Ji Yu Yuezhitang)
(Source: Congren's Gate)
About the Author
Sun Chengmin
Experts who enjoy special government allowances
National first-class artist
He is a member of the Chinese Artists Association
Director of the Central Academy of Fine Arts of the Democratic League
Professor of Chinese Painting at the Academy of Fine Arts, Harbin Normal University
Vice President of Heilongjiang Provincial Academy of Calligraphy and Painting Art
The first listed painter in the "China Art Index" art transaction