Text/Pangchunjie
Living at the foot of Qianfo Mountain, after the summer rain, standing on the balcony of a high-rise building, watching the misty mountains and hearing the birdsong. This situation and this scene contrast with the bamboo sketch of Zhao Qingguo’s “Distant Mountains with Dai” in the living room. Then sigh, beauty is not far away, it is now. Suddenly, I felt open-minded, calm, and peaceful.
I still remember Ding You at the end of the year, when it was a cold winter. Baotu Spring’s three streams of water “Baotu” emerge, crystal clear and clear, and it floats on the spring pool when it encounters condensed fog; wax plums spit out by the spring, and the fragrance is embraced by the mist; in Wanzhu Garden, Dangxuan is green and swaying. Listening to the spring, smelling the plums, and appreciating the bamboo, the scenery is wonderful, but Zhao Xuesong’s writing is the most appropriate. In the Li Kuchan Art Exhibition Hall, the hall is brightly lit, spacious and tidy, and more than 100 pieces of Zhao Qingguo’s ink and bamboo masterpieces appeared one by one. Bamboo leaves are all, each with affection, beauty and beauty, and they are distinguished by people. The Zhao family’s ink bamboo is dripping in ink and full of passion, like the bamboo shoots under the permafrost, and the sound of welcoming spring. I recite Liu Yuxi’s poems silently; “The dew, lead and powder festival, the wind shakes the green jade branches; Yiyi is like a gentleman, and everywhere is suitable.” Calligraphy, my grandfather’s good deeds of writing Spring Festival couplets for the villagers over the years, he was immersed in his eyes and ears, which became the background of Zhao Qingguo’s art and craftsmanship.
Zeng Guofan has a saying: “Those things that can be done suddenly and suddenly become things are small; those things that can be easily exhausted at a glance, there is no such thing.” Zhao Qingguo was like a day for decades , Be patient and pay attention to the sea of books and ink, and concentrate on the study of traditional Chinese painting classics. Good at attacking flowers and birds, calligraphy, especially ink bamboo. The stubborn Wen Tong, the unrestrained Tang Yin, and the arrogant Xugu have all studied deeply, copied and learned techniques.
Zhao Qingguo is a “bamboo idiot”. He grows several poles of bamboo in a small courtyard, and the bamboo shadows are slanted. No matter the harsh winter, the heat, the wind, frost, rain and snow, when you see bamboo, you can feel at ease, feel at ease, and feel at ease, and your thoughts are lively. Bamboo in the wind, bamboo in the rain, bamboo in the sunny day, bamboo in the fog, bamboo in the snow, bamboo under the moon… Love bamboo, appreciate bamboo, write and draw bamboo, observe its shape, understand its spirit, have a posture, and concentrate on the pen. Wandering in the sea of ideas, he continued to write and cultivated, forming a unique “fresh painting style”. Bamboo in the Qing Dynasty is handsome, bright, imposing and inviolable. It not only has the legacy of ancients writing bamboo, but also has its natural charm, quirky and elegant interest. It has the personality of straightness, restraint and emptiness, and it reaches the realm of vigor and beauty. , to practice the atmosphere of harmony, balance, law, rhythm, and peace.
The bamboo of the Qing Dynasty, the bones are in calligraphy. Looking at his painting, his brush takes root, he scribbles in a trance, the ink volume is saturated, the ink rhythm is rich, the ancient clumsy and agile, vigorous and free and easy, which is better than the fun rhyme. In other words: condensing the brush without carving, gathering ink without decoration; dexterous and empty, looking forward to vivid, unique weather; vigorous and elegant, not only strong but also rich in charm. Its ingenious composition has a sense of peace, magnanimity and calmness.
The national fortune is prosperous, and the “One Belt, One Road” initiative is flourishing. Zhao Qingguo’s “Ink Bamboo” was presented to Iranian friends as a national gift. The works of Musa Hanid Zhao Qingguo, President of Islamic Azad University in Qaziwin, Iran, are regarded as treasures. In the summer of Jihai year, Zhao Qingguo Mozhu presented the then Prime Minister of Nepal Prachanda as a national gift. His traditional Chinese paintings have participated in many overseas exhibitions and won awards. Bingshen’s works were exhibited in South Korea, and won the gold medal of the 2nd China-Korea International Cultural and Art Exchange Exhibition. In recent years, Zhao Qingguo’s works have been donated to Europe, America, Asia and other countries and regions.
“China, as a country with ancient civilizations and etiquette, has paid attention to etiquette since ancient times, and national rituals are a symbol of a country’s culture. In recent years, in the selection of national rituals, more attention has been paid to cultural connotations. The reason why the famous painter Mr. Zhao Qingguo was selected His works are because they are fresh and elegant, with a strong atmosphere of life, both Chinese tradition and literati connotations, fresh breezes and festivals, rich in meanings, and both elegant and popular.” The staff in charge of foreign affairs said.
“Heaven can teach people how to paint, know a great deal and teach them a great deal, and a little knowledge and teach them a little”. Zhao Qingguo received the meaning of Shi Tao’s words, and his heart was getting wider and wider.
Zhao Qingguo tasted the words: “Bamboo has solar terms, the bamboo pole is strong and straight, and it teaches people to be upright; the bamboo pole is knotted, indicating high style and brightness; the bamboo pole is hollow, and it is abstaining from modesty. Therefore, writing bamboo and painting bamboo can clarify one’s aspirations.” To be a teacher, a friend and a neighbor, to make a statement on behalf of Bamboo, make virtue and meritorious deeds, and achieve great fortune. I would like to wish Brother Qing!
(The author is the director of the training committee of Dazhong Newspaper Group, a senior reporter, and the first batch of contracted literary critics in Shandong Province)
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