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静如清荷一一小记美女作家画家柳絮儿

Quiet as qing he - - little notes on the beauty of the writer and painter liu yu-er



中国艺星网/编发/愉快

Chinese art star/editor/happy


作者 管敬革

Author guanjingge



美女作家画家柳絮儿

Pretty writer and painter liu xiao er


柳絮儿,本名姚莹。自幼喜爱读书随笔,对文学的热爱几十年如一日,人生难得做自己真心喜欢的事情,喜欢了便是一切喜欢的因缘…


静如清荷一一小记美女作家画家柳絮儿


她叫姚莹,网名柳絮儿。她美艳清静,美得如荷一般,是一个本可以靠颜值行走世间,却以才华品格迎人赞可的人。她说,在实力面前,美貌只是获胜的一个系数。这个系数只有与品行、阅历、智慧、性格、勤奋、善良、教育程度等结合之后,才是一个女人在这个世界上拿到的真正得分。

“寂静安然,读书写字种花草,听雨观云品酒茶。”是她此生追求与生活写照。 她尤喜欢写作,喜欢书法和画画。她将每天的心得体会、所见所闻随心写成一篇篇散文,一首首诗歌,一页页真实的日记杂言,从八九岁起,一直保持随笔习惯到今天,问她,怎么如此坚持,只一句,真心喜欢啊…… 偶然相识,品读到她微信朋友圈里的那些字字句句,竟是文如其人美,品后总有一种淡淡清香,隐隐忧伤欢喜与心静,如入禅定,如茶沉浮又如梵阿玲上优雅细腻的曲子,令人沉醉。与她闲聊,我告诉她把这一切文字一定要整理出来,有一天可能会是名作家的前奏曲,她笑的很 灿烂,说没真本事的,不会胡闹。只是记录自己此生芳华,顺其自然,随心由性,不喜束缚……

她的美,在行文字里行间,在与人交谈点滴言语间,更在日日坚持的习练书法的努力与执着里。我从没见过一个人,尤其一个女人,是怎样的毅力和力量,因为喜欢,将一种习惯365天日日坚持,几年如一日,不因物事悲喜、哀乐愁欢影响心境,不爱红妆爱墨香,夜夜舞文弄字,静書翰墨因缘,便连大年三十晚上也要铺纸泼墨,挥洒几行墨香大字以书心中欢喜。人们称赞她书法写得好,她说,习练书法确实好,修身养性,静养身心,延年益寿啊。论字,却差得太远呢。

她真的太美了,上天对她却尤为偏爱,她的画也好美,牡丹高贵,荷花清雅,梅兰竹菊形神兼备,山水辽阔高远恢弘……我几次和她说起,想从画家的角度为她做新闻,别人拜求我轻易都不给做呢。可她却说:自己哪里配得上称呼画家上媒体,只是喜欢而已,从小爱画,一直闭门造画,学识画理浅薄无知画到今天,又生性偏好寂静安然,倦于更是羞于参与书展画展活动,在她的城市正式拜知名画家李树午老师学艺不过两三年,师从北京人民大学著名画家赵春秋老师,成为中国冰雪艺术研究学院四届学生也不过初级班刚结业,荣誉证书更是单获得冰雪艺术学院画展一个证书,而且是赵春秋老师网络班学年组二等奖,她说:哪里有半点儿资格上新闻啊。

若写新闻,她的名气真的不够,而且百度上探索不到她的名字,但她的字画文章真的很美,她能写出一个女孩子的纯净聪慧,能画出一种意境的幽美清雅,能表达出一份出世的超然静美,正如她的笑,总是甜甜静静的,偶尔一回眸,总令人心醉神往,如若在古代,一定会被选进深宫皇院里百般受宠吧。她的美很真很纯,如一朵清荷,使人想往。可恬静的笑脸却更透露着善良,智慧,大爱。女人,高智商高情商有大爱大格局,是有多难能可贵呢。北京冰雪艺术学院在上艺术馆进行集训学习期间,唯有她做了一个美篇,将赵春秋老师所有参加集训学生学习活动的图片都放进去了,字里行间,都是温暖。她说:同学一场,一个都不能少……她对每一个同学都笑笑的不轻视任何人,那么美却又那么谦逊有爱,老师同学有需要的时候,她已在那里……她的言行感动着赵春秋每一个学生,老师同学们都很喜欢她。这样一个如诗如画善良有爱的美女画家,使我情不自禁写下这段文字。我认为作家画家还是书法家从未名到有名并不重要,重要在于一个画家有一颗博爱宽大的胸怀。我记得一名人曰:有多高格局写多美的诗,有多大胸怀画多大的画,只有眼晴里能看到井里之外那片天的人,才有资本走出去,见到更美好的世界……


Liu suer, the original name yao ying. Since childhood, I have been fond of reading and essays, and I have been loving literature for decades. It is hard to do what I really like in life.

Quiet as qing he - - a brief description of the beauty of the writer and painter liu yu-er

Her name is yao ying. Her name is liu suer. She was beautiful and quiet, as beautiful as a lotus, a person who could walk the world on the level of appearance, but who was admired for her talent and character. Beauty, she says, is just a factor in winning. Only when this coefficient is combined with conduct, experience, wisdom, character, diligence, kindness and education degree, can a woman really score in this world.

"Quiet and peaceful, reading and writing plants, listening to the rain clouds wine tea." Is her life pursuit and life portrayal. She especially likes writing, calligraphy and painting. She will daily experience, see and hear as she wishes to write one prose, poem after poem, a page of real diary miscellaneous, from eight or nine years old, have kept essay habit to today, ask her, how so insist, only one, really like ah When I met her by chance, the words and sentences in her circle of friends turned out to be as beautiful as their characters. After the taste, there was always a faint fragrance, a hint of sadness, joy and peace, such as meditation, such as the ups and downs of tea, and such as the elegant and delicate music on van a ling, making me intoxicated. Chatting with her, I told her that all these words must be sorted out, one day may be a famous writer's prelude, she smiled brightly, said that no real ability, will not nonsense. Just keep a record of your life, let it be, follow your heart, don't like to be bound...

Her beauty lies in the effort and persistence of practicing calligraphy day by day, between writing and writing, between talking with people and every drop of speech. I've never seen a person, especially a woman, what is the will and strength, because of love, will be a habit day, 365 days a few years like one day, not because of the same things, sorrow, sorrow and joyous mood, don't love red makeup love mo, and night dance out words, static and subsequently in the book, and even to spread a large eve paper splash-ink, scattering the characters in the book a few lines of mo in the heart glad. People praised her good calligraphy, she said, practicing calligraphy is really good, to cultivate the body and mind, health, longevity ah. It's a long way off.

She is really too beautiful, the sky is particularly fond of her, her painting is also beautiful, peony noble, lotus elegant, mei LAN, bamboo and chrysanthemum shape god have both, landscape vast and magnificent........ I told her several times that if I wanted to make news for her from the perspective of a painter, I would not do it. But she said, where is your call painter on media worthy, it's just like, since the childhood love, has been closed painting, learning HuaLi ignorance has today, and naturally prefer quiet enron, more ashamed to participate in the fair exhibition activities, tire in formal worship in her city famous painter Li Shuwu teacher training but two or three years, from famous painter chun-qiu zhao teacher at Beijing's renmin university, become China's ice and snow art research institute of the four students also beginners but just graduation, honorary certificate is the sheet for ice and snow art college show a certificate, and the second prize of group is chun-qiu zhao teacher network class school year, she said: I don't even deserve to be in the news.

When writing about the news, her fame is not really enough, exploring and baidu less than her name, but she, really very beautiful calligraphy and painting, which she could write a girl's pure intelligence, can draw a beautiful elegant artistic conception, can express a born detached leaves, as her laugh, always sweet, quiet, occasionally looking back at a total ecstatic longing, if in ancient times, would be to choose the emperor palace in every possible way deep favored. Her beauty is really pure, like a clear lotus, making people want to. But calm smiling face is more revealing kindness, wisdom, love. Woman, high intelligence quotient high eq has big love big pattern, is how valuable. During the period of training and learning in the art museum of Beijing snow and ice art institute, she was the only one who made a beautiful composition. She put all the pictures of the students' learning activities in the art center of zhao chunqiu. She said: a classmate, one can not be less... She smiled at every classmate without belittling anyone, so beautiful yet so humble and loving, teachers and classmates when needed, she was there.. Her words and deeds touched every student, teachers and students like her. Such a beautiful, kind and loving artist made me write this passage. I think it doesn't matter whether a writer or a painter or a calligrapher has never been famous. What matters is that a painter has a generous heart. I remember a famous person saying: how high the pattern writes beautiful poem, how big the mind draws big picture, only the eye can see in well outside that piece of sky person, only then has the capital to go out, sees better world......


做为媒体人我会永远力挺那些博大胸怀,乐善好施的艰难跋涉中的作家书画家的,她或他的行为就是一篇热点新闻,值得欣赏……

As a media person, I will always support those writers, artists and calligraphers who are generous and benevolent in their arduous journey



姚莹(右)与中国书画家杂志社副总编管敬革合影

Yao ying (right) poses with guan jingge, deputy editor-in-chief of Chinese calligraphy and painters magazine



柳絮散文

Catkin prose


新岁随笔

年来了!红通通的灯火,很讨喜。迎来了新岁,很难入眠 。是什么时候的事情呢?我都长这么大了!.......

望窗外灯火安静,恍惚小时候模样浮现眼前,几十年了,习俗如故,暖暖的,很温馨,........

从几岁懂事的时候起,就有一家人除夕守岁熬年的规矩,父母是不许我们睡的,都要洗干净小手小脚和头发,穿好新衣服新袜子,一起等年半夜来,.......

那时候,所谓的新衣服都是手巧的妈妈,用旧衣服给姐弟几个改来改去成新式样的,我的记忆里,结婚之前哪里有穿过真正的新衣服呢!,可小时候从来都很欢喜,爸爸总会给我买来两条粉红色头绫子,妈妈会在年这天,给我在头发上美美的扎起来,穿上干净的新衣服,我就觉得自己成了世界上最美丽的小天使一样,会开心骄傲小半年的,.......

年夜里,妈妈总是把炭火生得旺旺的,生怕寒冬夜里我们冷。准备好了糖果瓜子梨枣,热乎乎的炕头上,父母就陪我们打扑克,说话,唠家常,讲旧年的收成,说来年的光景,爸爸会说好多关于年的来历,贴春联挂红灯要镇住叫做年的兽,讲仁义礼智信,讲新年孝道敬亲,弟弟们太小,听得不懂,听着听着,总会眯起眼睛打起一个个瞌睡,我却好羡慕爸爸,觉得他什么都懂,什么都明了,仰望里生出了许多新年美好的愿景,......

小时候的家里,也没有什么电视手机,夜总是显得尤为漫长,熬呀熬,一定要熬到新岁整点那一时刻到了,姐弟三个惺忪的睡眼朦胧里,耳畔响起父母轻声呼唤,忽然的就像看见了光,久盼的,年到了!先是吃了饺子,啃了猪蹄儿,然后父母安安稳稳盘腿坐在炕头,笑眯眯的看着我们,弟弟们骨碌碌爬过去,欢欢喜喜就给父母磕头作揖拜新年,我是姐姐,羞羞的,端端正正行了礼,爸爸妈妈就给我们红包利是啦,……

那时候,家里好穷困哦,爸妈的红包从来不会超过2元钱,那已是父母能给我们最好的了,可我却觉得每个年,我们都是天底下最富有,最幸福的小孩子,在父母喜眉笑脸的新春祝福里,怀揣着小小红包,生怕弄丢了似的,紧紧的捂着那一张或是几张熨贴着父母温度的钱票,美美的,倒头便安稳的睡去了……。

像个小天使,被爱着,被宠着的感觉,真好!很多时候,有些幸福,与金钱多少贫富悬殊无关,只是一种动心的感觉,是亲情,是爱的气息,久久萦绕心头,此生不忘,.......


A New Year of essays

Over the years! Red lights, very pleasant. It's hard to fall asleep when you're new. When did that happen? I've grown so big! ......

Look out the window lights quiet, trance childhood appearance emerge at the moment, a few decades, customs as before, warm, very warm,...

From several years old the time that grow up, there is the family New Year's eve keep year boil the custom of year, parents is forbid we sleep, want to wash clean small hand foot and hair, wear new clothes new socks, wait year midnight together,...

At that time, the so-called new clothes were all handy mom, using old clothes to change the brother and sister several to change into a new style, I remember, before the wedding where there was a real new clothes! When I was a child, I was always happy. My father would buy me two pink heads of silk. My mother would tie up my hair and put on clean new clothes on this day

In the night of the New Year, mother always make charcoal fire prosperous, afraid of winter night we cold. Ready candy seeds LiZao, warm kang, parents will accompany us to play poker, speak, Lao homely, last year's harvest, speaking years, dad would say a lot about the origin of years, stick Spring Festival couplets to hang the red light to curb the beast called years, speak righteousness and propriety wisdom letter, about the New Year filial respect, small brothers, listen to don't understand, listened, narrowed his eyes always play a sleepy, but I envy dad, think he know everything, what is clear, look up at the vision gives birth to a lot of a wonderful year,...

When I was a child, there was no TV or mobile phone in my home. The night always seemed to be very long. It was time for me to endure it. First eat dumplings, nibbling pig's feet, then parents sit on the kang head stable cross-legged, smilingly look at us, brothers climbed over, happy to give parents kowtow on the New Year, I am the elder sister, shy, straight line gift, father and mother gave us the red envelope profit is.......

Good poor oh, at that time, the home of parents a red envelope is never more than 2 yuan of money, it's the parents can give us the best, but I think every year, all of us are even the richest, the most happiness of children, the parents happy smiling face in the New Year wishes, eyebrow with small red envelopes, afraid to lose, tightly holding the temperature of one or a few iron stick with parents of paper currency, mei-mei, fall in secure asleep...... .

Like a little angel, to be loved, to be pampered, good! A lot of time, some happiness, with money many rich and poor disparity have nothing to do with, just a kind of moving feeling, is the family affection, is the breath of love, lingering in my mind for a long time, this life does not forget,...



柳絮(姚莹)国画作品

Liu xuan (yao ying) traditional Chinese painting works


我家的小老虎儿,带给我们太多欢喜,太多幸福,远不是当初我能想像的!我会一辈子善待它……

嗨!大家好!我是小老虎儿,别看我有点丑,我可是粑粑麻麻亲爱的小宝贝儿,天底下最幸福的狗狗儿哦!

我已经一岁多了,去年9月29日粑粑带我回家。那时我刚刚出生不到一个月,只有粑粑拳头那么大,连眼睛都没睁开呢!可粑粑告诉我,说我的麻麻因为子旭哥哥远去盘锦求学,天天想哥哥落眼泪儿,两个月了都没好,让我乖乖地给麻麻带去欢乐,好好陪着她。我是小男子汉狗儿,我一定要照顾好我的麻麻!

到了我的家,好大好漂亮的家呀!麻麻也很漂亮,可她一点儿也不喜欢我!说粑粑:谁让你弄只狗儿回来呀!养狗又脏又累又掉毛,还会咬人的!粑粑说:先让它住楼上外面大阳台,养养看噢,不喜欢再说。麻麻理都不理我,又一个人去想哥哥了。我真伤心啊,可是我会努力的!不会让麻麻赶出家门的!

现在……哈哈!上天不负有心狗儿啊,有心狗,事竟成!我长大啦,我的麻麻已经不怎么想哥哥了!更让我开心的是,麻麻已经喜欢上我啦!

每天早上晚上粑粑领我出去遛弯儿,逛风景儿,回家之后麻麻就会给我洗澡儿,吹风,把我弄得香香的,我天天吃肉,喝牛奶,还吃水果呢!可幸福啦!

春天来了,麻麻和我在我的地盘上栽花种草洗衣服晒太阳……麻麻还会一边拍着我入睡,一边给我唱摇篮曲儿呢!

夏天里,麻麻会天天到阳台来陪我,还有粑粑呢!我们一家三口在阳台上浇花,施肥,聊天,烧烤,做游戏……夜晚的时候麻麻陪我躺在院子里数星星眨眼,看飞机飞过,有时还听麻麻和好朋友聊天,和闫闫姐姐波波姐姐们斗嘴仗玩儿……

麻麻最喜欢很早的清晨或是夜晚浇完花儿沏好茶儿把我暖暖的抱在怀里,坐在小板凳上,呆在花园边赏花儿,闻花香,品夜色美好……时不时的拽一棵最美的花儿叫我看,让我闻,笑笑地问我:香不香?好不好看?然后她就一个人静静地笑,坐上很久很久……偶尔,麻麻也会笑着笑着,就哭了,隐隐的啜泣着,一定是想哥哥了。我就乖乖地陪着她,在她怀里安安静静的,有时一不小心睡着了,竟还做了一两个小美梦哪!

入秋了,麻麻喜欢在阳台上忙碌着,喂小鸟儿,晒蘑菇,酿葡萄酒,做粑粑爱吃的萝卜干儿……麻麻一边干活一边陪我说话儿,闲着的时候就陪我玩儿,丟毛毛熊儿,滚皮球儿,扔骨头儿……最吓人的是麻麻有时候把我往高高的天上扔,我怕极了!眼巴巴的盼着邻居奶奶阿姨快点儿出来,麻麻就不好意思玩这个啦!

北风呼啸,雪花飘飘的时候,粑粑麻麻就把我的小窝弄得暖和和的,麻麻总喜欢穿棉衣,套四只小皮靴子,弄得我都不敢走路了,一弹一弹,粑粑麻麻却笑得捂着肚子直乐!唉,他们根本不知道,我只喜欢我自己的黄金貂儿!

天冷了,麻麻不太喜欢来阳台了。躲在屋子里收拾家务,洗衣做饭,看书,画画儿,偶尔弹弹琴……我就扒在窗台上,隔着玻璃看她,她就会对我笑。运气好的时候,还会让我在屋里呆上一会儿呢!

麻麻冬天里最喜欢偷偷地扔几把小米在我的小院里,静静地站在窗前偷看成群的小鸟儿啄米粒儿,看我和那些小家伙欢蹦乱跳,飞上跃下做游戏玩儿,或是就那样看着我在冬日暖暖的屋檐底下晒太阳……麻麻总是笑笑地,还会安慰我说:小老虎儿,春天就快来啦!我就无限的期待着:春天,粑粑麻麻会天天到阳台上来的!

对了,粑粑麻麻现在可喜欢带我到乡下姥姥姥爷家玩儿了!农村太好了,我就像一只真正的老虎儿驰骋在田野,奔跑在果园,偶尔还会约上旺旺,大黑,小白一些好友,尽情撒欢儿尽情地玩儿……可也有不开心的时候,粑粑麻麻上班了,去看哥哥了,我一个狗儿在家里,很孤单……

今天,我在晒太阳,看麻麻的书。麻麻说:小狗儿不识字,何必乱翻书?哼!我不理她!粑粑麻麻天天看书,我也要做有文化的狗儿!麻麻直夸我好宝宝,还给我照了像偶尔!看我摆的poss怎么样?

哈哈!麻麻说我虽然有点丑,却是全天下最可爱的小狗儿!她和粑粑说:我们一家四口要一辈子好好在一起!我是多么幸福的狗狗儿啊!

粑粑麻麻,还有哥哥,我爱你们……


My little tiger, bring us too much joy, too much happiness, far from the original I can imagine! I will be kind to it all my life

A: hi! Everybody is good! I am a little tiger, although I am a little ugly, I am a excrement dear baby, the happiest dog in the world!

I am over a year old and took me home on September 29 last year. At that time, I was less than a month old and only as big as a fist. I didn't even open my eyes. Can tell me that my ma because zixu brother away to panjin school, every day to think brother tears, two months did not have good, let me obediently bring joy to the ma, good company. I am a little man dog, I must take good care of my hemp!

Come to my home, good beautiful home! She's beautiful too, but she doesn't like me at all! Say excrement: who let you get a dog back! Dogs are dirty, tired and hairy and can bite! Baba said: let him live on the big balcony outside first, raise look, do not like it. Ma li all ignore me, a person go to think elder brother. I am really sad, but I will try! Won't let hemp drive out door!

Now...... Ha ha! God live up to a dog, a dog, the matter is done! I grow up, my hemp already don't think elder brother very much! What makes me happy is that hemp already liked me!

Every morning and night, baba takes me for a walk and a visit. When I return home, I will be showered, blow-dried and fragrant. I eat meat, milk and fruit every day. Happy!

Spring is coming, hemp and I grow flowers and grass on my site to wash clothes in the sun.. Ma ma can also beat me to sleep, while singing me a lullaby!

In summer, ma ma will come to the balcony every day to accompany me, there are baba! We three people on the balcony watering flowers, fertilization, chat, barbecue, games........... At night, ma accompanied me lying in the yard, counting the stars blink, watching the plane flying, sometimes listening to ma and good friends chat, and sister yunyan bobo sister fighting mouth war games........

My favorite early morning or night pour flowers ready to tea children warm me in the arms, sitting on a small bench, stay in the garden to enjoy the flowers, smell the flowers, taste good night.......... Every now and then I pull a most beautiful flower to let me see, let me smell, smile to ask me: incense not? How do you look? Then she would smile quietly and sit for a long time... Occasionally, hemp also can smile to smile, cried, faint SOB, must be think elder brother. I obediently accompany her, in her arms quietly, sometimes accidentally asleep, but also made a small dream which two!

In autumn, mum likes to be busy on the balcony, feeding birds, sunning mushrooms, making wine, making turnips, etc Ma ma while working with me to play with me, idleness when the time, throw MAO MAO son, roll ball son, throw bone son............. The most frightening thing is that sometimes I throw me high up in the sky, I am so scared! Look forward to the neighbors grandma and aunt quickly come out, hemp embarrassed to play this!

When the north wind blows, snowflakes float, the excrement makes my little nest warm, the general likes to wear cotton-padded clothes, the set of four small leather boots, make me dare not walk, play and play, the excrement numbingly smile but cover the stomach straight happy! Alas, they don't know, I only like my own mink!

It's cold and I don't like coming to the balcony very much. Hiding in the house to do housework, laundry and cooking, reading, painting, and occasionally playing the piano.. I would lean on the windowsill and look at her through the glass, and she would laugh at me. When I'm lucky, I get to stay in the house for a while!

In winter, I like to throw a few millet in my yard secretly, stand quietly at the window, watch the birds peck rice, watch me and the little ones frisky, fly up and down to play games, or just watch me bask under the warm roof of winter Hemp always smile ground, still can comfort me to say: small tiger son, spring is coming soon! I am looking forward to: spring, baba will be coming to the balcony every day!

By the way, baba is disgusting and I like to take me to my grandparents' home in the countryside. The countryside is so good, I am like a real tiger galloping in the field, running in the orchard, and occasionally will also meet up with some good friends, big black, small white, to play heartily................. But there are not happy time, baba went to work, to see my brother, I a dog at home, very lonely.......

Today, I was sitting in the sun, reading some books. Ma ma said: puppy can't read, why read books? Hum! I ignored her! Reading books everyday, I also want to be a cultured dog! Ma ma straight praise me good baby, return to me to take like occasionally! How about my poss?

Ha ha! Mum said I was a little ugly, but the world's most lovable puppy! She said to baba: four members of our family will spend a lifetime together! What a happy dog I am!

Baba, and brother, I love you..



柳絮(姚莹)国画作品

Liu xuan (yao ying) traditional Chinese painting works


“丫头,这两天能回吗?”正忙得满头大汗的时候,老爸打来电话,高兴不得了的样子。

“不能爸,这几天太忙啦”

“你还是回来一下吧,下班后晚上回来再回去也行啊,回来吧” 爸爸欢喜声音里如同孩子,满满的急不可待。

“老爸,什么高兴事儿啊,必须回嘛?”

“嗯嗯,家里的两树杏子都熟透了,今年杏子又大又圆,很好吃,老爸给你留着呢。这两天你回来吧,要不街坊邻居就都来给吃光了,你就吃不着了!”

“哈哈,老爸,让他们吃吧,这几天真的快忙傻了都,单位上班,家里还有工人,再说,水果店杏子有的是呢。”

“今晚下班你就回来一下,摘完杏子再回去不耽误事儿的。

“爸,真回不去,工人干完活六七点呢,黑天了,往返两个多小时车程啊,过两天我们就回了”

“可,可是,村里人都喜欢吃咱家的杏子,你,你今年怕就吃不到了,这时间赶的,哎……丫头,那你忙吧,这可真是,这可怎么办呢” 老爸一边自言自语,一边失望着挂了电话。

有爸爸真好,一点儿好吃的都记挂着,这个世界上,只有爸爸妈妈的在乎,无微不至,……可心里还是微酸了,爸爸是真老了,孩子气了,每个礼拜我们基本都回的,可他却还是如此期盼,牵念……

今日终于闲,车开到了老爸院里,停车抬头,左面杏树光秃秃了,右面杏子满枝桠,蓝天下,金灿灿的晃眼……

老爸老妈欢天喜地忙不迭地迎出来,“丫头,快去吃杏子,熟透透了,我和你爸今年可真豁出脸面了,不叫村里他们都吃光,硬给你留了一树。”

再看亲爱的老爸,静静站着,满眼含笑……

在父母面前,我们永远是孩子啊,杏子树下,抬头望满树熟透的杏子,笑着,有泪光闪过……


"Girl, can you come back in these two days?" I was sweating like a pig when dad called.

"No dad, I'm too busy these days."

"You'd better come back for a while, and come back in the evening after work. Come back," my father's voice was like a child's, full of impatience.

"Dad, what's the good news, does it have to happen?"

"Well, two apricots in the house are ripe, and they are big and round this year. Come back these two days, otherwise the neighbor all come to eat up, you can't eat!"

"Ha ha, old daddy, let them eat, these days true quick favour silly all, the unit work, there is worker in the home, say again, fruit store apricot have plenty of."

"Come back after work tonight, pick apricots and go back.

"Dad, I really can't go back. The workers finish work at six or seven. It's dark.

"But, but, the village people all like to eat our family's apricot, you, you this year afraid can not eat, this time rush of, ah...... Then you busy girl, this is really, how can this do? "dad soliloquized and hung up in frustration.

It's so nice to have a dad, a little bit of delicious food to remember, in this world, only parents care, meticulous,... But my heart is still slightly sour, dad is really old, childish, every week we are basically back, but he is still so looking forward, caring..........

Today finally free, the car arrived at my father's yard, parking to look up, left almond tree bare, right almond tree full branches, under the blue sky, golden dazzling......

My father and mother were very happy and hurried to welcome out, "girl, go to eat apricots, ripe, your father and I really have the face this year, do not let the village they ate, hard to leave a tree for you."

Look at my dear father, standing still, smiling...

In front of our parents, we are always children. Under the apricot tree, look up at the ripe apricot tree, smiling, there are tears flash..



柳絮(姚莹)国画作品

Liu xuan (yao ying) traditional Chinese painting works



2015年2月25日 星期四 大雪

雪人


好久不见,这样大朵大朵的雪花儿!感谢你降临在我的面前。

下班回家,一个人静静地伫立在窗前,看雪花如絮儿飘落着,淹没我的世外小园,一片一片飘啊飘啊,厚厚的一层落着一层。

或许是太久了,品尽世事沧桑,红尘纷扰。看淡人间繁华,如旧苍凉。梦落芳龄的光阴里,浅笑嫣然。浮生如劫,欲念若魔的忧伤和无奈,与我,已久远到不知再记起,安然宁静,素守流年已然成了习惯。

可今日,这雪儿,如此肆意地飘落,暗香妩媚惊扰陈年旧梦,心,竟醒了……

恢弘的穹宇呵,今日,请不必束笼我的翅膀,我宁愿坠落在这雪花缱绻的记忆里,肆意飞翔!

走出窗外,静立在我的小院里,看雪花儿在掌心融化,积攒的满满的回忆破茧成蝶化作片片雪花儿轻舞……朦胧中我看见青春的情愫踮着脚尖,在我的世界泛起层层涟漪。流水经年里,我喜欢雪花……空气中隐隐有你的叹息,游离在这冬日遇见乐曲的流里,掌心雪花儿捎来的是掸落一世浮尘纸殤你的幽怨吗,时光无情终会风干……

凝神或是太久了,雪花儿在我的脸上温暖成滴,像两行清泪,缓缓划过,浅浅笑笑,挽起衣袖擦擦脸庞。任谁的情思飘落一地,又谁的忧伤漫天铺盖?世事无常,终成怀念!

呵呵,掬一捧捧白雪,将青春的怀念堆砌,这雪花儿凝结成的雪人儿终将成为我温润的文字里最美的诗行……

仰望苍穹,今生可曾想见,雪花儿漫天飞舞寂静的世界里,有柳絮儿无声的飘过……

雪花儿,大朵大朵的飘啊飘,好久不见!这一刻,一个人静静地坐在这繁花开尽雪花飘洒的小院里,心,终是静了……雪花儿,就这样飘吧,飘向远方有你的方向,也落在你的眉上,落在你的嘴唇,一样的落进你的心里……

只愿安好!


Heavy snow falls on Thursday, February 25, 2015


A snowman


Long time no see, such big big snow flower! Thank you for coming to me.

Home from work, a person standing quietly at the window, watching snowflakes such as floccules, submerged my small garden, a floating and floating, a thick layer fell.

Perhaps it is too long, the taste of the vicissitudes of life, the world of confusion. See the light of the world flourishing, as old desolate. Dreams fall in the age of time, smile smile. Floating life like a disaster, desire if the devil's grief and helplessness, and I, already long ago do not know to remember again, peaceful and quiet, just keep the year has become a habit.

But today, this snow son, so wanton land, charming and charming old dream, heart, unexpectedly woke............

Oh vast vault of heaven, today, do not bind my wings, I would rather fall into the memory of snowflakes, wanton flight!

Out of the window, standing quietly in my yard, watching snow flowers melting in the palm, memories of the accumulation broken into butterflies into pieces of snow dance I can see the feeling of youth rising on my toes, rippling in my world. In years of running water, I like snowflakes... There is your sigh in the air, wandering in the stream of meeting music in the winter, the snow flower in the palm of your hand to dust a world of paper wound your resentment, time will be ruthless and dry.....

If it is too long, the snow flower in my face warm into a drop, like two lines of clear tears, slowly across, smile slightly, roll up sleeves wipe face. Whose thoughts are falling on the ground, and whose sorrows are spread over the sky? The world is impermanent, will become nostalgic!

Hehe, holding the snow, will be the memory of youth piled up, this snow flower into the snow people will eventually become my warm words in the most beautiful poetry........

Looking up at the sky, this life can see, snow flowers fluttering in the silent world, there are willow quietly passed.........

Snow flower, big big of wave and float, long time no see! At this moment, a person sits quietly in the small yard where all the flowers are blooming with snowflakes Snow flower, so drift, floating in the distance has your direction, also falls on your eyebrow, falls on your lips, the same falls into your heart...........

Only wish to be well!



柳絮(姚莹)国画作品

Liu xuan (yao ying) traditional Chinese painting works



这·个·夜


——咖啡店随笔


在这样一个暗香浮动,京桃花开满夜色的晚上,和最亲的人,出来走走,难得的,街上没有风…… 寻这样一家环境不错的咖啡小店,点一杯盈满创意的现磨咖啡,带着忙里偷闲的心情,享受一下这晚饭后懒散的时光,…… 淡淡的音乐缓缓地在流淌,因为恬静,听起来很优雅,不惹人忧伤……。 子旭爸爸沉醉在书里,就不怎么说话了,他的世界里有我不懂听不见的声音,不忍轻扰……。 偶尔默默地看他,正如他偶尔抬头看我,就像很老很老白发苍苍,相濡以沫的那个样子,很温暖,恍若一幅画,……。 这暗的夜,很是幽静,咖啡苦涩的醇厚萦绕书扉墨香的气息,丝丝缕缕,自己的思绪就恍惚着,梦一样的神思氤氲情不禁地游离了…… 其实,还是喜欢安安静静的样子,真正的静,不是一个人的独处,满地尽是繁华喧嚣,心何以知呢,虚一而静吧…… 过眼尘世浮华,太扰心境的嘈杂,总是刻意,总是闹腾腾的,只求还能居其一角,望这世间林林总总,心静如止水…… 淡淡的坐在这里,时光就在指尖缠绕来缠绕去,倏忽间,跑得没了影子,叫我寻它不见,可它却又无处不在……,。 想你的,想你这叫世人依恋叫世人轻叹的模样,为何一瞬之间,销声匿迹?!…… 时间啊,你啊,你,你让我水墨走湿的情怀,何以安置指尖屏幕心头疼惜,我的小小祖宗呵,你还是将花样的年华还我一些吧…… 叫我年轻如孩童,叫我年老如孩童,叫我世间得失能不惊,叫我人生来去能无意…… 这夜,这夜的时光,我在这里……

世事变迁,实难料定啊![擦汗]关同志和我羽扇纶巾,雄姿英发,豪情不减当年。[强]当初相识相知相爱全靠这每日里几百回合难分胜负不辨雌雄引来围观者拍手叫绝啧啧称赞的羽毛球拼杀了。那虚荣心膨胀的呀,江湖上绝对算作个传说!

面对儿子再三诚恳挑战,百般陈述自己技术还好,不会使老爸老妈太过为难,又一再强调老爸老妈重出江湖,打败盘锦大市高羽毛球社副社长也不算太有损颜面,儿子抱拳拱手,谦卑请求。[我老两口自是不屑一顾,嗤之以鼻,洋洋得意,溢于言表,打败他一乳臭味未干黄毛未净之小儿,全然不在话下。数羽毛英雄人物,还看我俩哈

老关曰:子旭小儿,怕你输得太惨,老爸实则于心不忍,请你妈手下留情,且陪你几局罢

“谢老妈迁就!” 只见儿子躬身,站位,发球,“嗖” 一球过来,迅雷不及掩耳! 不好! 此儿不容小觑! 瞬间,母子羽毛大战雷鸣电闪,飞沙走石,眼前一片混战……一个时辰下来,某人腰膝酸软,胳臂难抬,已然落花流水……此处还是省略几百字吧!儿子坏笑曰:老妈承让,老妈承让

“老子来战,接招!” 士别三日,刮目相看! 只见关大侠前突后击,上扬下扣,千军万马如来压顶之势左右开弓,极速变换,此老将意在速战速决,几招制胜,致对方于跪地求饶,就地臣服![奋斗] 却只见那小儿面如红枣,目似铜铃,身若飞燕,轻盈旋转,往来覆去,全然没有惧敌之意!且趁其父弯腰捡球之际,黑红的小脸歪头冲我一笑,雪白的小牙盈盈闪闪,无语却明示:且看我把老爸拿下

激战正酣,那小儿愈战愈勇,手握球拍如有神助,杀至兴起,球场一片昏天暗地!且看那员老将,两小时下来,气喘吁吁,汗水淋漓,满地乱窜,遍地捡球。[晕][流汗] 看得我心酸不已,好汉难提当年勇啊!


战事结束,暗淡了刀光剑影,远去了鼓角争鸣。儿子笑曰:“青出于蓝胜于蓝呵,长江后浪推前浪,一不小心把我爸我妈拍球场上哩,爸妈让我呀!我暗自窃喜:吾儿,有造化,强将手下无弱兵哈 关同志自寻台阶:“汝小儿休得张狂,今日我事物繁多,且等来日再战!”

生活如此简单,每个人,每一家都是幸福的,只是我们是否愿意去发现,去在意,去创造……



This night

A coffee shop essay


In such a faint fragrance floating, Beijing peach blossom full of night, and the most intimate people, out to walk, rare, the street no wind......Look for a coffee shop with a good environment, order a cup of freshly ground coffee full of creative ideas, and enjoy the lazy time after dinner.. The faint music flows slowly, because is quiet, sounds very elegant, does not cause sadness... . The son xu father is drunk in the book, not how to talk, his world has I do not understand the voice that cannot hear, do not bear to disturb... . Look at him in silence now and then, just as he looks up at me now and then, just as old, old, white, wet-in-the-mouth, warm, like a picture,... . This dark night, very quiet, coffee bitter mellow hauntingly around the book ink fragrance of the breath, threads continuously, his thoughts on the trance, dream like the spirit of the mind can not help but free...... Actually, still like quiet appearance, real quiet, not a person's solitude, full ground is full of flourishing and blatant, the heart how know, one empty and static bar..... Worldly vanity, too disturbing the noise of the state of mind, always deliberately, always noisy, just want to still be able to live in its corner, looking at this world, as quiet as water...... The light is sitting here, time is wrapped around the fingertips, fleeting, run out of shadow, let me find it, but it is everywhere.....,. Miss you, miss you this call the world attachment call the world sigh of appearance, why in a blink of an eye, vanished? ! ...... Time, you, you, you let my ink walk wet feelings, why settle for fingertip screen heart headache pity, my little ancestor, you still will pattern of time to return me some...... Let me be as young as a child, let me be as old as a child, let me not be surprised in this world, let me not be conscious of life This night, this time of night, I am here...

It's hard to predict how things will change. [wipe sweat] guan comrade and I feather fan qi, male attitude, heroic mood does not reduce that year. [strong] once met, known and loved all depend on this daily hundreds of rounds can not be divided between the winner and the winner and the male and female audience clap hands to applaud the badminton fight. That vanity expansion of ah, river lake definitely count as a legend!

Face the son again and again sincere challenge, hundred times say oneself technology is good, won't make the old daddy mother too difficult, again and again emphasize the old daddy mother to come out of the lake, defeat panjin city high badminton bureau vice President also is not too much to lose face, the son hold the fist to the hand, humble request. The old couple was dismissive, sniffed, elated, and effusive, and beat him with a baby whose milk hadn't been dried and yellow

Old guan yue: son son son, afraid you lose too miserably, father actually blame, ask your mother to be merciful, and accompany you several bureau

"Thanks mom! I saw my son bow, stand and serve. Not good! This child is not to be underestimated! In an instant, the mother and son feather battle thunderbolt lightning flash, flying sand stone, in front of a battle............. An hour down, someone's waist and knees are sour, arms are difficult to carry, has fallen into flower water....... Leave out a few hundred words here! The son is bad to smile yue: mother accept to let, mother accept to let

"I'll fight, take it! After three days, you will be impressed! Only guan daxia before and after the attack, the upside down button, thousands of troops and horses such as the pressure on the top of the situation around the bow, as soon as possible, this veteran intended to fight quickly, a few tricks to win, so that the other side to kneel to beg for mercy, local surrender! [struggle] but only see that child face like red dates, eyes like copper bell, if the body flying yan, light rotation, back and forth, without any fear of the enemy! And take advantage of his father bend down to pick up the ball when, the small face of black and red askew blunt I smile, Snow White small tooth be full ying ying, have no words however express: and see me take down old daddy

At the height of the battle, the boy became more and more courageous, and with his racquet in his hand, the field was in a swoon. And look at the veteran, two hours down, panting, sweat, all over the ground, picking up the ball. [dizzy][perspiration] see my heart is very sad, the hero is difficult to mention that year brave!

At the end of the war, the shadow of the sword, away from the drum corner contend. The son smiled and said, "the blue is better than the blue. The waves behind the Yangtze river are pushing against the waves. I secretly pleased: my son, have the forerunner, the strong general does not have the weak soldier comrade ha guan from seek a step: "you rui get zhang crazy, today I things many, and wait for the next day again fight!"

Life is so simple, everyone, every family is happy, just whether we are willing to find, to care, to create..



柳絮(姚莹)国画作品

Liu xuan (yao ying) traditional Chinese painting works



2015年8月28日 星期五 雨


只要我们认真地生活 笑笑的

总有一些人,让我们从最普通的生活里看到最真实的美好。

不记得是什么时候,也不清楚什么原因,运送小区里垃圾的工人变成一对老夫妻,头发有些花白,六七十岁的样子。大爷骑着一辆三轮车,阿姨就跟在身边,在小区里忙碌。经常,静静的伫立窗前,隔窗凝望,老两口在夕阳的余晖里或是清晨的霞光中相伴着,垃圾一袋一袋地装上小车,又将地面认真打扫干净,经常笑笑的,也不多话。

冬天飘雪的时候,他们就像童话里的雪人一样在一片洁白里忙活。若是雪下的久了,阿姨就会站在大爷面前,一下一下轻轻掸落大爷衣服上、头发上、眉毛上的雪花儿,大爷就乖得像个孩子,傻傻的盯着阿姨笑……笑过了,解开阿姨的棉围巾,抖掉上面的雪,转着圈儿把阿姨身上的雪花擦掉,又围上了围巾,轻轻拍拍阿姨的肩膀,两个人就推着一车的垃圾走了,雪花儿扑簌簌地下着,一会儿的工夫,他们的身影就消失在茫茫中了,……

及至夏天,天气总是很热,就经常看见大爷载着阿姨,她坐在三轮车上,打着一把有些破旧的伞,很努力的帮大爷挡着阳光。大爷就将伞推回来,阿姨又送将过去,遇到有人经过时,两个人就不推让了,…羞答答的,笑眯眯的样子,像极了相爱中的爱恋人,多么幸福的老人啊……

这个世界,无论有多虚燥浮夸,人与人之间总有这样真实的美,使人温暖。感动的次数多了,再到每日丢垃圾之前,是一定要将袋子整理干净妥帖了,很认真地放进垃圾箱里。生怕因为他们的肮脏凌乱太多叨扰了老两口,他们是那样的美好,我于心不忍。有些时候,也会相遇,我微微地对他们笑,点点头,他们就也和我笑,点头,朴实而真诚……当我钻进车里的时候,心中总是温暖一片,我从不曾和他们说过话,真的不想惊动这幸福的人,让他们深深地,陷在自己之中,就很好。……接下


还记得,孩子前年上高中,远在盘锦。我会经常趁着休息日去看望孩子,就经常的接触到了一位妈妈。个子不是很高,很瘦的样子,脸色很是灰黄,却总是笑笑的。因为在我单位门口打工,两个孩子初中就是同学,又一起进了市高中,她分外的,见了我很亲切。

有了接触,就感受到了她的不易。家境窘迫是我无法想象得到的,去年终于住进了政府发的五十来平补助房,全家五口人过了年一般的欢喜。有位老妈妈,还有一个刚入小学的儿子,丈夫偶尔会干些工地之类的活,全家的重担就都落在了她羸弱的肩上,白天在月亮屋里打一天的工,晚上又去清扫游泳池到很晚,那么瘦弱的一个女人,竟坚持到了今天。!

每次在单位门口若是见了她,都会心生怜惜,告诉她不要那么辛苦,她就笑得像葵花一样,明媚芬芳:姐姐,为了孩子嘛,就得累啊!

起初,知道我常开车去盘锦,她就怯怯地很不好意思地问我可不可以做乘车,我答应了,她就开心的什么样似的,像坐了皇辇一般,一路上的感恩戴德,总让我心酸。每次去盘锦,我是必定带了好多东西去了的,吃的穿的用的,不一而足。她大多两手空空,领着同样瘦小的儿子,见到她姑娘的时候,一家三口一样的幸福的笑,叽叽喳喳,都是开心的话题,都在说要很努力,…雪白的牙齿,明晃晃的,笑容那么甜,太美的画面,!成了我在盘锦很难忘的一个记忆和风景,心里特别珍惜这样的场景,…幸福真的无法衡量。

后来,每去盘锦,我会主动给她打去电话,给她留好座位,会有家长坐乘车,但她是我唯一一个, 主动约…,她每次都兴奋得孩子一样,逢人便说,姐姐对我太好了!姐姐竟然会和我这样的人成为朋友!骄傲的不行,弄得我很不好意思,被她感动着,就忘了世俗,就觉得幸福真的就在最简单的生活和最丰满的心灵里。逢年过节,她就带着一些自己做的小物件欢欢喜喜地来看我,我就说,啊!这是我最喜欢的了,她就乐得不行,!… 真的,她已经将最好的给我了……!



Rain on Friday, August 28, 2015


As long as we live and laugh seriously

There are always some people who let us see the most real beauty from the most ordinary life.

Do not remember when, and do not know what the reason, the transport community garbage workers into an old couple, some gray hair, like 60 or 70 years old. The big ye rides a tricycle, the aunt follows nearby, is busy in the community. Often, standing quietly at the window, staring through the window, the old couple in the sunset or early morning glow accompanied by the sun, garbage bag by bag on the car, and carefully cleaned the ground, often smile, not to speak.

When snow fell in winter, they worked as snow men in fairy tales. If it had been snowing for a long time, my aunt would stand in front of my uncle and gently brush the snow flowers on his clothes, hair and eyebrows After laughing, I untied my aunt's cotton scarf, shook off the snow on it, turned the circle to wipe off the snow from her body, wrapped the scarf around her, patted her shoulder gently, and two people pushed a cart of garbage away

Until summer, the weather is always very hot, often see big ye to take aunt, she is sitting on the tricycle, holding a some shabby umbrella, very hard to help big ye block the sun. Big ye will be pushed back umbrella, aunt will be sent to the past, meet someone to pass, two people do not push,... Shy, smiling, like the love of love, what a happy old man.......

This world, no matter how empty and pompous, there is always such true beauty between people, making people warm. I was touched more times. Before I throw out the garbage every day, I must clean up the bags and put them into the dustbin carefully. I'm afraid I'm sorry for disturbing the old couple too much because of their dirty mess. Sometimes, will also meet, I slightly smile to them, nod, they also smile with me, nod, guileless and sincere... When I get into the car, my heart is always warm. I have never talked with them. I really don't want to disturb the happy people. ...... take

Remember, the child the year before last high school, in panjin. I often visit my children on days off, and I often get in touch with a mother. Not very tall, very thin look, very sallow face, but always smile. Because work in my unit doorway, two children middle school is classmate, entered city high school together again, she is special, saw me very kind.

With touch, I felt her difficulty. I can't imagine my family was poor. Last year, I finally lived in the government subsidized housing for 50 years. An old mother, a son who had just entered primary school, and a husband who occasionally did some construction work, all the family's burden fell on her frail shoulders. !

Every time I saw her at the door of the unit, I would feel sorry for her and tell her not to work so hard.

At first, knowing that I often drove to panjin, she was timid and embarrassed to ask me if I could take a bus, I agreed, she was happy like, like sitting on a chariot, the whole journey of gratitude, always made me sad. Every time to panjin, I was bound to take a lot of things to go, eat wear with, and foot. Most of her hands were empty, and she led her son who was just as skinny. When she saw her girl, the three members of her family smiled happily. White teeth, bright, smile so sweet, too beautiful picture,! Became a very unforgettable memory and scenery in panjin, I particularly cherish such scenes... Happiness really can't be measured.

Later, every time I went to panjin, I would call her on my own initiative and reserve her a seat. Some parents would take the bus, but she was the only one for me. She is always as excited as a child. My sister should be friends with someone like me! Proud of not line, make me very embarrassed, be touched by her, forget worldly affairs, feel happiness really in the simplest life and the most plentiful heart. On holidays, she came to see me with some little things she made herself, and I said, ah! It's my favorite! She's so happy! ... Really, she has given me the best !


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