Editor's Note: South view, become the object of competing chant, and in this magnificent landscape in which, but full of soul-stirring story, both unfortunately, there are perfect, giving the heart the most profound touch. Bridges, Yisuoyanyu are bleak elements. It is a rainy season, is a sad season! Clock back to the starting point, and the years but has become yesterday. Look out the window it began to rain, rain, the beautiful southern town shrouded in a misty fog into rain, is so enchanting, like that of the people obsessed,
abercrombie and fitch paris!
Wu Pengchuan under the bridge, the laughter came from time to time, which does not belong to her lively doomed - that the thinking woman's apartment.
other in the face, such as lotus season opening down,
doudoune moncler pas cher, locking up your heart. Ship is gone, alley restored silence,
doudoune moncler, bridges still in the distance smoke curl, showing the town of hazy smoke blend more lonely beauty.
town before the tree Laohuai, still keep in there alone, tells the story of the millennium, but the addition of a few years left carved wrinkles. Tree faint crow has not, perhaps it could no longer withstand share of loneliness, it can no longer endure the long wait, maybe it has to wait until the return of people, happy to leave.
apartment in the Jour and she is still suffering the pain of Acacia, who said waiting is beautiful, thoughts of happiness, you noticed that their girl girl black hair has become white hair, haze no longer, embroidered pillow wet Acacia tears through it? Who can understand the pain her many years of Acacia,
louboutin, who truly appreciate the dedication of love to her.
remember a long time ago, I traveled south to play, she waited, then she was a young girl, The beauty of graceful.
few years later I am again again, da da hoofs is a beautiful mistake, the year that I was passing, careless of the casement opened to you, and I is not owned by people.
late at night, the town has become more quiet, the day was still raining, so touching, people can not help but felt a melancholy. Town of glittering lights, thin scattered in zero between mountain and sea. The thinking woman who insisted on paper umbrella is still waiting for the former Lane, reluctant to leave,
doudoune moncler, perhaps this endless waiting for a lifetime.
last night engulfed her figure, paper umbrella helplessly lost in the Rainy end, eliminate her color, her fragrance scattered.
listen, seems to be da da hoofs sounded again, does she miss the people back up? I look forward to, and she is aroused, hurriedly ran to the window looked out and saw the man approached and gone, until it disappears in her eyes, she still refused to look away! Tears wet his eyes. Again disappointed, so many years I do not know how many passing through, may still not see it home.
a time of loss, elimination of the face, faded Red, endless waiting only disappointment, and each horseshoe rang, she could not help but move toward the window.
scars of the heart, still tenacious follow the bluestone horseshoe road with the rhythmic sound of the beating, had watery eyes carved features have been blurred, the number of summer, she always repeat an action, how dull can be She did not have care.
bridges, hazy, ducks and geese playing in the water, this is the southern landscape, and her mood has changed the South, making those views, can no longer bear the pain of Acacia, waiting for the pain.
at the moment, perhaps only that Yisuoyanyu to read her heart, was willing to listen to her voice.
sound too numerous horseshoe after the tears became her confidant, bronze mirrors of the people has become increasingly familiar, and she is still a beautiful day to dress, she thought, maybe she's waiting for the next moment there will be immediate.
day after day, year after year, since the addition of some of the lonely southern elements, are always under the rain was so melancholy, so sad.
who held the south of the river flows, is that the long wait, the endless Acacia, or that the delay in return of Iraqis, I think, perhaps think of women themselves.
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Having worked overseas nearly 30 years, Chinese-born painter Jia Lu has made unique contributions in helping Western audiences understand more about the East through her canvases.
She was recently short-listed in the “Ten Most-focused Chinese in the World" by none other than the Global Times. The reason? “Her paintings fuse Chinese and Western elements, showing a modern China with beautiful colors," according to the panel.
“I have a deep sense that my mission to help the rest of the world understand China is not only an artistic goal but a personal responsibility," Lu says, when asked how she felt. “This award reminds me of the importance of that obligation."
Her father, Lu Enyi, was a famous painter who taught her to paint when she was very young. Like many painters of the time, she learned Chinese ink painting first, and was taught by master painter Fan Zeng.
But like many artists who traveled abroad in the 1980s, Lu felt lost in the collision of cultures, and turned to different ways of appreciating art.
When she left China for Canada in 1983, she quickly discovered that, for her new friends, without an understanding of Chinese culture and history, her art was “simply too alien to understand."
“In Chinese painting, we value the traditions passed from one generation to the next; for Westerners, true art is about originality and individual expression," Lu told the Global Times. “Ink painting explores the expressiveness of black ink and the bamboo brush; but to a Westerner, who has never held a brush before and is used to the color and richness of oil painting, my art seemed dull and lifeless."
Although her paintings sold well in the overseas Chinese community, to reach a larger audience, communicating essential concepts of traditional Asian culture to a Western audience was key.
Her solution? Borrow the techniques and expressive power of oil painting, with its illusionistic perspective and realism, and substitute Asian content. The method is known as “Jiechuan Chuhai", or “Crossing the sea in a borrowed boat."
“We have a unique, complex and rich culture. But we share [that] among ourselves, using a difficult written and spoken language, raising a high wall that excludes the rest of the world." Lu says. “By borrowing Western art history to communicate Eastern ideas, I have been able to tear down a small section of that wall."
Having grown up in a Confucian society that emphasized personal sacrifice, selflessness and hard work, Lu discovered her Western friends appreciated these values much more than their wealth and luxury.
Her painting was infused with Buddhism, an Eastern spirituality cherished by many Westerners.
Having first visited Dunhuang in 1980, spending several weeks copying its Buddhist art – some of the rarest early examples of Chinese figurative art – directly from the cave walls, Lu studied figure painting.
But it was not until she worked in Japan in the early 1990s that she began to explore their significance, finding their ideas represented what was most enduring and special about Chinese culture: compassion, mindfulness, a deep respect for learning and wisdom and a belief in the perfectibility of the human state.
Lu began to show her works in China: at the Shanghai International Art Fair, Art Beijing and CIGE expos, and found how “vibrant the Chinese art market had become in the so-many-years I’d been away, and how open it was to new ideas."
“I am both humbled and inspired that my work has been recognized in this way by the Global Times. It is an honor to be included among the other outstanding artists whom I have admired for so long," says Lu.
“But in the end, I think it is not important if I live or work in China or in the West, The important thing is to continue to paint for a global audience, to improve my own art as far as I am able, and to strive to be a better person."