Ziruan said.Mr. Jin Xinming's works are all recently painted, not common landscape themes, and the interest in brush and ink is as fascinating as his landscapes. Plum, orchid, bamboo, chrysanthemum, peach blossom, lotus, calamus, gourd. Although it is a sketch, there are also books and paintings, which complement each other and are quite fun. The article is an old article, and the original text was published in "A Painting", and almost not a word has been touched except for the year. Mr. Jin's writings, like his calligraphy and paintings, are rooted in the mountains and rivers of the West Lake, and they are like meeting Coats and watching like seeing the ancients.
Meaning. Wen Jin Xinming.
In March of the previous year, he moved to Jiulisong. As a result, there is finally a small world of its own between the mountains and rivers of West Lake.
Speaking of a small world, because the space is really not big, it is half an acre when it is full. On the southeast side of the house, two tall soaphorn trees block most of the sunlight. The dove worker in the snail shell drew a month, digging the ground, laying bricks, building tents, diverting water, setting up tables, placing stones, and the garden was interesting. Under the south window, a stone slab with the word "meaning" was made into a table. A word that is generous, neat, full, and engraved. Simply, it's called Yiyuan.
When I was a child, in my hometown, there was a garden in front of the house and behind the house. Vegetables were planted in the front yard, such as loofahs, pumpkins, lentils, climbing all over the walls. The backyard is shady, and there is nothing to grow, except for a clump of bamboo, a surprisingly tall paulownia, and some miscellaneous weeds. The small bamboo forest has buried chain guns, buried sparrows, buried goldfish, and buried too many memories. Later, two cherry trees were planted. Now that I think about it, the garden surrounded by the long mud wall is about one acre before and after.
In recent years, he has painted a lot of paintings about gardens. I always like the feeling of mountains, rocks, grass and trees. Living in Hangzhou, I feel like I live in a big garden. The vines of the Jade Emperor Mountain, the vines of the Qixia Ridge, the branches of the North Mountain, and the Ke of the smoke. The show of Feilai Peak, the run of Santai Mountain, the seclusion of Nanping, and the depth of Jiuxi. In this vine branches, beautiful and deep landscape caves, wandering for more than ten years. The gap soaked in smoke and haze is the joy of mulberry hemp. It seems that in the combination of these Taihu Lake stones and seasonal flowers and plants, I can't find a whereabouts that I can attach to. I'm willing to grow freely in my inadvertent fields.
As a result, there is the Zhuxi Pavilion in Lin'an. It was a village, on the shore of Qingshan Lake, called Wangjiatou, and I placed the Zhuxi Pavilion at No. 11. In front of the house is a yard, which is poured with concrete. On the left side of the house is a vegetable field, with more than one acre, planting seasonal vegetables. Further east, a spring, three sycamores, I call it "three sycamores". Open the window of the studio on the second floor, facing the east mountain, far away, kind and verdant. It reminds people of the interest of "Green Tree Village Side, Qingshan Guo Outer Slope", "Open Xuan Noodle Garden, Wine Talk". Under the sun, sweat and hoe; In the rain and snow, talk around the fireplace. The joy of the countryside, the painting is gradually thinning.
Then, don't ask for too elegant, don't want this hard work, get a little elegant, and leave some vulgarity. Borrow the aura of the West Lake, plant vegetables and flowers, and take the meaning of cultivation and reading. You can not paint, you can read books, and you can even use turnips. There are snails, there are golden bells, and there are white-eyed dings that I caught in the stream. The ginseng that grows by itself, the loofah that never bears melons, grows wildly in any place. Plantains were moved, purple bamboos were planted, lotus flowers were raised, and rows of gardenias were planted. The plum sent by You Hong, accompanied by the edge of the lake stone, was reluctant to prune and grew indiscriminately. My peppers have long branches and leaves, rich and green, and I don't like peppers. People told that they had to prune the branches and cut their heads before the peppers could bear peppers. My lotus flower is only a long pole, thin, not flowering, and finally pulled a flower bone, every day to see, every day, wilted. Retreat and ponder, flowers and plants are like people, and they can't be pampered. Now I understand that when I see that the flowers are about to bloom, the fruits are about to bear fruit, and the buds are about to burst, I walked away and glanced at them secretly. Many times, flowers will quietly bloom when you are not noticing; The fruit will be silently set before you discover it.
Learn a lot. In my garden, meditating, I often wondered, what would they be like when I was away? I opened my eyes wide and saw only the moment I could see the moment I looked.
Sometimes I paint, I know my heart, and I don't know it. Serious or sloppy, it was originally the same as the lentils that climbed a tree: pink and white flowers, bunches of flowers, crimson, in the summer sun, shining old.
When you see a hill of fields and a piece of land, you will be inexplicably excited. Smoke rises slowly between the fields, diffuses, spreads, leans down on the dense rice stubble, swimming, quietly, silently. Most of the time, the lonely fields are soaked in the gloomy moonlight and the bright sunshine, rain and dew, rain, wind, snow, insects and grasses, and fragrant earth.
I work like a snail in the garden, with no expectations, no rules, no direction, no results. There is only endless joy, just like a flower blooming and grateful, and like a full moon and lacking.
Commentary: The snow is full of spring mountains and flowers, and the flowers are happy in the snow. Shi Tao's sentence is clear. Heart size: 17x34cm Vertical shaft size: 21x128cm
Seal: Golden charge, spring on the lake seems to be a picture. 
Commentary: Puyaranye? I don't know. But vanilla is fragrant too. Mind-clear. Heart size: 17x34cm Vertical shaft size: 21x128cm Seal: gold, heart. 
Commentary: Twenty years ago, the wine bottle was loaded, and the spring breeze leaned on the drunken Zhuxi Pavilion. Now planting Yangzhou bamboo, Huainan is still green. Mind-clear. Painting heart size: 17x34cm vertical scroll size: 21x128cm seal: the heart is clear, the mind is innocent.
Commentary: The snow is clear, and the blue sky is rainbow. Give a reward, and the cold fragrance is in the sleeve. Qian Weicheng's poems are clear and interesting. Heart size: 17x34cm Vertical shaft size: 21x128cm Seal: Xinming.
Commentary: The peach blossoms in the south of the bridge and the north of the bridge, Lao Tzu also loves prosperity. It seems to be pouring fat on the riverside, and the Meng family in the red mansion is in the painting. Mr. Dongxin of my family writes peach blossom poems, and his heart is written to imitate his meaning. Painting heart size: 17x34cm Vertical shaft size: 21x128cm Seal: Golden heart seal, spring on the lake seems to be drawing.
Commentary: Where the wind and song are born, the pavilion is out of the water. Mind-clear. Heart size: 17x34cm Vertical shaft size: 21x128cm Seal: Seal of the Heart.
Commentary: Chu Chu Fangsun's poetry is clear, and Cui Miao is low and protects Xiao Zhengrong. A Honggong borrows the roots of the deep moist, and June can make the coolness raw. The geese were like a dream, and Long Yu suddenly felt that his eyes were bright. Sitting in the idle window and thinking about infinity, when to go around the stream with you. Mind Ming. Painting heart size: 17x34cm vertical shaft size: 21x128cm seal: gold heart seal, Yi Yuan, leaning on the south window to send pride.
Commentary: Demon flowers interfere with the Tao Eye, Bai Bai and Zhu Zhu. In recent years, I don't love it, and I only grow medicinal gourds. Mr. Dong Xin painted two gourds with four inscriptions, and his heart wrote them in the same way. When the guest stays at the bottom of the mountain. Lead miners, pearl pickers, planted a new wall shade, gourd mouth large storage of ancient spring. Two peaks. Heart size: 17x34cm Vertical shaft size: 21x128cm Seal: Heart, eye-catching.
About author:Jin Xinming, born in 1970, is from Yiwu, Zhejiang. He graduated from Zhejiang Normal University and China Academy of Art. He is a member of the Chinese Artists Association, a member of the Chinese Calligraphers Association, the deputy secretary-general of the Zhejiang Artists Association, the deputy secretary-general of the Zhejiang Chinese Painting Association, and a distinguished painter of the Zhejiang Academy of Painting. Artistic Director of "West Lake Painting Cluster". He currently lives in Hangzhou. Published "Four Seasons Flower Rain: Jin Xinming Landscape Album" (Guangxi Fine Arts Publishing House), "Good Painter Book Series: Jin Xinming Volume" (Sichuan Fine Arts Publishing House), "Qingshan Xingyuan" (Jiangxi Fine Arts Publishing House), "Song People's Poetic Album" (Xiling Seal Publishing House), "Famous Painter Portrait Pot Book Series: Jin Xinming Volume" (Jiangxi Fine Arts Publishing House), "Wind into the Song" (Guangxi Fine Arts Publishing House), Hubei Art Museum, Wuhan Art Museum, Zhejiang Art Museum, Guancheng Art Museum, Yiwu Museum.