Author: Cheng Jing, Associate Professor, School of Arts, Nanjing Institute of Technology.
Oil painting: Professor Zhang Lihua, School of Art, Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics.
Meet the teacher in Taihang: Ten years ago, I went to South Taihang in Huixian County, and saw the wall-hung highway for the first time, and the artificial wonders were unforgettable. In October this year, I went to Linzhou City to sketch on slate, and I couldn't wait to see Taihang again.
The owner of the local sketching base suggested that we go to the nearby well ditch first, and sure enough, under the cliff, there was a clear water, and we forgot to see it. Coincidentally, the leading teacher of another university where I live is actually the same teacher as me. A few days later, our teacher Zhang Lihua was also delighted.
At my age, I have lost the interest in dating parties and prefer to be alone. But when the teacher came, we became the young people in the classroom again, and our feelings for the teacher were like old wine, mellow and long. Teachers and students reunited in Taihang, painted together, and in just ten days together, they relived the friendship between teachers and students in the old days, and unconsciously, they had a new understanding of the teacher.
Mr. Zhang was born in Suzhou, which is a famous hometown of calligraphy and painting, with profound cultural heritage, because it is located in the north of the Huai River, he is also an authentic northerner. However, the teacher's eyebrows are clear and beautiful, and he is a typical northerner and southerner. When he was a teenager, he was outstanding in terms of style and beauty. Up to now, Mr. Zhang has passed the age of ear shun, open-minded like him, should eat, drink, but not like the middle-aged fat uncle, he still looks elegant and handsome, which makes me envious of the fat physique.
It's October, and under the warm sun, the autumn colors are in the sky. At the time of twilight, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the black branches are staggered. We chatted about the years in the farmhouse in the depths of Taihang and lamented the changeable world. The teacher was the first college student of the 77th class after the resumption of the college entrance examination, and he was selected for the 6th National Art Exhibition just after graduation, and became famous at a young age.
There is a Caijia village in the Taihang Mountain Grand Canyon Scenic Area, located on the top of the mountains, standing on a stone platform of several hundred square meters, looking around, a vast expanse, magnificent. Due to the narrow and rugged road, there are few tourists here. A few days ago, Mr. Zhang was painting here, and Mr. Li Chengmin of Hangzhou Normal University took the wrong road, turned in, and saw someone sketching on the platform on the top of the mountain, and paced over in line with professional habits. He looked at the brilliant picture, and then looked at the people, the eyes under the cap seemed familiar, and when he looked carefully, he saw a mole on his nose, ha, isn't this Mr. Zhang.
Things like this often happen, just went to Xixiang Ping Village to sketch last week, and met his students of the class of 83 on the edge of the ridge. And we, the students of decades ago, lived in the same sketching base, which is really "full of peaches and plums, spring and bright square". So in the secluded mountain village, teachers and students borrowed the land to reunite, students from all walks of life came one after another, the banquet was staggered, laughter, students expressed gratitude, respect and miss for the teacher, the teacher counted the time of the students present one by one, and the guests and hosts were happy, according to the farewell.
Mr. Zhang also often recalls his student days, reminiscing about his mentor Mr. Jin Shangyi, nostalgic for a studio in the former CAFA, and recalling the sketching stories with Sun Weimin, Chao Ge and other teachers. The past time is like an old **, and a glance will evoke dusty memories. The past is recalled, and his words occasionally reveal a slight melancholy.
Towering, majestic. Under the afterglow of the sunset, the peaks of Taihang are plated with a layer of gold, which is very good-looking. At this time, the day's sketching is coming to an end, the teacher packed up the painting tools, walking on the country road, the back is heavy, like the oil paint of the years, painting the rebellion of youth, painted with the persistence of art, and stained with the faint melancholy ...... like water.
Zhang Lihua Profile: Second-level professor of the Department of Fine Arts, School of Arts, Nanjing University of Aeronautics and Astronautics. He is a member of the Chinese Artists Association and a national outstanding teacher.
The oil painting has been selected as the "National No. 1".
The 6th, 8th, 9th and 10th Art Exhibitions, Beijing International Biennale, No.
The 1st, 3rd and 4th China Oil Painting Exhibition. His works have been selected for dozens of national art exhibitions and collected by the National Art Museum of China. He has been invited to Japan, Singapore, the United States, France, Australia, New Zealand, and other countries for exhibitions, lectures, inspections and academic exchanges.
Editor: Teng Bin, editor-in-chief of Contemporary People Network-Hefei Influence.