Dream

Mr. Feng Zikai was deeply influenced by Master Hongyi (Li Shutong) and believed in Buddhism all his life. He was not only a devout Buddhist, but also a cartoonist and prose master admired by the world. Mr. Feng Zikai’s paintings are very homely, and he doesn’t pursue any peculiar oddity in the landscaping and writing, but it is a profound and eternal result in the reality. The caricature he drew is simple and simple, which implies the detached intention of being born and the heart of being concerned in the world. It is the kind of touching ordinary, or the bitterness that makes people cry. Mr. Feng Zikai once said to people: the two characters of comics are meaningful, diffuse and casual. The paintings written by the wind at random can be called comics, because my feeling of caricature is the same as writing essays, but the expression tools are different either with lines or words. Mr. Feng Zikai is honest and plain, simple and natural, without any fake ornaments or falsehood. His prose is the portrayal of himself, and most of his prose narrates the life he has experienced personally and the people and things he contacts with everyday. Mr. Feng Zikai’s prose is not only the sincere expression of the main feelings, but also the profound expression of his ideological wisdom, and also the ideal writing of his spiritual pursuit. Style, rustic and candid. Mr. Feng Zikai has a constant expression motif, that is, the writing of the soul. His prose lies in nature. As clear as the cloudless blue sky, as simple as the Earth at the end of the world, as bright as spring and autumn, as green as summer and snow in winter. His prose is not only simple and natural, but also natural and simple in theme and artistic conception. Whenever I read Mr. Feng Zikai’s Comics and proses, I just wonder when our world will be less fraudulent, less persistent, more natural and more indifferent? In the 1940 s, Mr. Feng Zikai said in a speech of Xiamen University: I think people’s life can be divided into three layers; One is material life, the other is spiritual life, third, Soul Life life is such a three-story building. Recently, I was so idle in the office that I liked to sit on the sofa and ponder the meaning of Mr. Feng Zikai’s words with my eyes closed. Then I thought about it, which floor should I live on in my life? To be honest, I saw myself at the age of 40, but I didn’t even have a chance to walk in and have a look at the lowest floor building, let alone the second floor building, what is it like in the three-story building. When I was free, I thought about it carefully and felt very sad. I felt that I was still such a poor and poor fool. I know that I am an emotional person with contradictory thoughts. I am very capricious, self-respecting and arrogant in real life, especially when I am in a happy mood, there are always some irrelevant hopes for the future life. Even now, I still want to continue to wander freely in the ocean of this fantastic society. Although I know that this little mackerel is likely to be bitten by a sea dog or engulfed by a shark during the roaming journey, I don’t care much about those dangerous things. Who can live without a dream! My life dream is to draw several colorful pictures of human soul life for everyone to appreciate and ponder. My life dream is to create a group of living social villains with noses, eyes, expressions and thoughts in real social life, for everyone to read their own life and think about their future life. To be honest, what on earth are the pictures and groups of colorful figures that I often imagine in my heart? I am not very clear either. However, it seems that I have already had some hazy original pictures and groups of primitive statues of fuzzy lakes in my heart. Whether I can paint and shape some small figures of different shapes that I imagined at ordinary times. Although it is still unknown now, as long as God let me live, I will not give up my dream. At this point, I am quite confident. I know that I am stupid. I can’t paint the Mona Lisa in the West in my whole life, nor can I shape the vivid image and vivid expression in Dunhuang grottoes in our country, the Oriental Mona Lisa with smiling face and expression from the bottom of my heart. Writing here, I suddenly had such a strange idea in my heart. In this real social life, I should also own a three-story villa of my own, and the type of apartment with a big yard. The first floor is my material life; The second floor is my spiritual life; The third floor is my life with sublimated soul blended by material and spirit. It doesn’t matter at ordinary times. I just set up a shelf in the big yard of the villa, plant grapes, serve flowers and plants, make bonsai, raise birds, fish and dogs every night, as long as it doesn’t wind or rain, I sit in the yard smoking cigarettes, drinking strong tea, drinking old wine, appreciating stars, enjoying the moon, playing the zither, blowing a few songs of cucurbit gourd Silk, enjoying my mood, what a pleasant life like that! Thinking, thinking, I am so beautiful. Of course, it would be more wonderful if I could reach Mr. Feng Zikai’s state of life and life thought one day earlier. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring

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