Zhao park chun (1907-2000) was one of the founders of minjin. Famous social activists, distinguished patriotic religious leaders, well-known writers, poets and masters of calligraphy, social philanthropists, both at home and abroad, have served as president of the chinese buddhist association, vice-president of the 6th, 7th, 8th and 9th national committees of the political consultative council, vice-chairman of the 6th, 7th and 8th central committees and honorary chairman of the 9th and 10th central committees。
I used to think that the little bird in the phrase "love house and oo" was lucky, and i was that lucky. Because of the deep friendship of my father and zhao park-chul, my future mentor was buried in an ambush。
Father's stone is a man of gold, and i've never seen him go out with anyone. One time, however, the picture was quite different. And remember, it was more than 9:00 p. M., and i saw my father taking a phone call, and his face opened up and he kept saying, "great, great." "no late, no late." and he said, "i'll be right there. I'll be right there." put the phone down, change and get ready to go. And i was right behind him, and i was like, "dad, who's looking for you and where are you going?" and dad didn't look at me until he came to the door and said, "it's you, uncle cho, who's here and he's asking me to talk to him now." when did the father come back that day? I had no idea。
Famous modern painter. It's for the family. It's for the family
The name of uncle cho park is familiar to me, and my father has often spoken of him, especially since he returned from beijing. In my mind, he seems to be a hallucinating figure whose personality and personality are perfect, and whose writings and poetry are even more distasteful. He is a cosmopolitan, and he has learned to be a master of science. Every time he said that, he said, "when you see him, you know." after his father's death, zhao park wrote a sad poem about his father's memory: “we'll eat together, we'll paint our pens, we'll never know. And i'm going to celebrate the state's moon night, and i'm going to give my blind teacher my words." and in the poetry section, he wrote about how he and his father spent the night in yangzhou negotiating a chinese-japanese-buddhist exchange agreement, saying that it was a “single word”, which was exactly the same as the father said. Zhao park's feelings for his father are as sincere and as long as they are。
To tell the truth, i thought i would never have had the chance to meet zhao. Who knows? I met zhao before i met him. After the “cultural revolution”, a government delegation visited japan and selected my painting as a gift to japanese friends, not only did zhao’s new poems come to my drawings, but he said, “now, for the benefit of the cause, mr. Pocket, please smile at it.” and another four-foot, four-foot queen's boat shito passed on to me, with one sentence: “only the qingshan will not be sad.” when i received it, i was surprised to say that zhao park seemed to have seen my mood and sent me the antidote. Since then, i've been a bird in love house and wu。
I'm looking forward to meeting after i study in japan. When i first returned to the province, i went to beijing to visit zhao park. When i walked into zhao park's little yard, i saw zhao park on the steps and smiled until i got close. I was so impressed at his first sight that his face was so white. The white part of china's face-to-face technique is the white part of the pearl and the white part of the fish. Only the white part of the pearl is the white and white part of the world. At that point, i fully understood what my father meant by “when you see him, you know”. The smile of the average person is on the corner of his mouth, but the smile of zhao park is in his eyes, and it gives you an unspeakable sense of happiness。
Cho park chun
I spoke freely to zhao park, who looked at my recent work and said, "you've come a long way, and you know how to do it." i'm surprised, because it's the first time i've asked him for a script, how does he know i've changed? And then i remembered that he had written me a painting and remembered my handwriting. Old jo said, "i love your father's words very much. He's not a bookman, but a big bookman because he's funny. It's funny, it's called calligraphy. There are a lot of people who want to be calligraphers, but lose their real fun. I don't know. It's the spirit of the writing man. It's not just words. It's the same. It's good. It's good
Zhao park was very excited to talk about the fun of his meeting with his father in kishan, where he was given a painting by his father, and then to say that it was easier to paint a painting by a ghost, and that it was easier to paint a painting by the same token. Yeah, it's like painting people's visions with their usual eyes and eyes. It's amazing what your father did when he left his pen. In this, although the technique is important, it is the context, the special feeling of nature that your father received, the feeling that drove his pen. Inheritance to the fatherhood is to inherit this, and is not simply an imitation of skill. And raise your chest, as your father did, and only those with hearts can truly use the technology that he has. Zhao park spoke to me and opened suseidon, a key to the world of art, and i returned to japan with it。
A few years later, i was given the opportunity to create large-scale wall paintings (i. E., paper-based murals) for the temple of preah vihear in various parts of japan, and to be close to and familiar with the japanese buddhist community, because of this relationship, both in japan and in china, it was more likely to see zhao park。
Foughy's wall of impairment — a map of the qing temple of the mountain state
Remember one time, zhao park accompanied a number of japanese high monks to the temple in beijing, where i followed zhao close to him and feared he would miss anything. Zhao park's words are so sweet, they're a treasure of knowledge. The japanese monks are either laughing at each other or applauding each other. With zhao park, we came to the hiding place, and we could not help but hold on to such a great treasure! While the monks were talking with enthusiasm, zhao park was silent and his face became sad. When i looked at him with confusion, i slowly remembered his thoughts. It is only then that i know that the most precious buddhist cultural treasures, such as the mandarin, were separated from the monasteries during the “cultural revolution” and belonged to the preservation unit. Mr. Jo park said: “it seems that this is a question of belonging, but it is a question of whether buddhist culture can flourish. It is too dangerous to manage them as cultural objects and to value their archaeology or tourism. The monks are managed with faith and piety, not as a relic from the last generation, but as living with them, so that they can continue to play their great role in buddhist cultural property.” i rarely see zhao park so excited, the more reason he sounds. Then suddenly i thought of myself, i am not a buddhist, but i paint for the monastery, and i am increasingly involved in buddhism. Is that right? I asked zhao park, and he listened to me and laughed, and said, “you know, buddha is a power of hope, a great volunteer to free himself from suffering with others.” shaving out is a form, and it's fundamental that you have the will to drive you. When you study and create, it is first necessary to be self-conscious, so that your work can feel others and `think' him. That is the result of the continuation of the will of this point. I encourage you to be bold in dealing with the subject of buddhism, so long as you do not deviate from your original purpose, you can make a difference.”
Zhao park's words have planted the seeds of “wielding power” in my heart. Gradually, i find that when i'm prepared to challenge something, whether it's determination or strength, the results are quite different. When it comes to “decide”, it is always impossible for itself to rule out interferences such as the desire to succeed, fame and so on, and often the more determined, the more afraid it is. And what is “her will” is to give birth to piety and piety, and it is natural to have courage。
The word “may” is a true letter from zhao park。
A few years later, the temple of pilgrims, the world heritage site of buddhism in japan, built a national monument, which requires a large mural depicting buddhist history for more than 2,600 years. The monastery entrusted me with this task. It's a question of time and space, and it's so sacred that it's hard for me, and i wouldn't have dared to say yes if i hadn't had a wish in my heart. It took me years to finish this piece and get to the wall of the kingdom's palace, and i couldn't believe i could hold it to the end without a single mistake. When i reported all this to zhao park, he was so happy that i said, "this is a picture that you can't draw without the force. For you, it's a painting that you can't draw. It's a painting that you can't draw. It's a painting that you can't do. It's a work that you're willing to work for
I was famous in high school with my father. In order for me to learn about such a great man, and in order for me to know the history of the lost wu zhong destroyed buddha, my father specifically told me to read it. So the book gave me a very strong impression. What a coincidence! We met with the great quran, which commemorated the birth of the quran for 1,200 years。
In honour of this great predecessor, the japanese buddhist community is engaged in various preparatory work. In my contacts with the persons concerned, i found that many of the learned monks were also unaware of the “road book”, perhaps because the book was written in chinese and became a hard-to-understood four large ancient languages translated into japanese. So i told them about the adventures that i remember most, the interesting scenes, and the glamorous drops of the round personality. At that time, people were surprised and excited that a chinese woman was so familiar with the great book. Soon after, the preparatory meeting asked me to draw a picture of the “running log” in the hope that it would provide people with a more realistic picture of the hard work and greatness of rounding for justice. Such a mission would be a great honor to me, but at the same time i was rather restless. At this critical juncture, i have to turn to zhao park。
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The buddha's gradient elysium says to the 10 students
Zhao park listened to me and said to me, "just as everything has a cause and a consequence, everything has a destiny." you know what this is about? This is about gratitude. The japanese buddhist community remembers rounding, thanks to the former hyun-dae, who traveled to tang and sought justice, and to buddha; if you too, with the will of gratitude, you can do it. You also have a sense of gratitude for your father's commitment to you, which is what your father brought you to this point.” mr. Cho went on to say, "it's not easy to say thank you, but many people don't really know what it means, just say i'm grateful. In fact, he's often not grateful, but a flash of thought. Heart, not abstract, is a life that has long lived through your body”. I asked, how can it be changed from a flash of thought to a long existence? Zhao park said, "there's a way to call it "go-go." you must not sit in the house and paint with empty thoughts, but experience it from beneath your feet. The path to justice, even if you know only one in a thousand and one in a thousand, is the truth you know, and it inspires your gratitude.”
What zhao park taught me about “walking”, seems to be a creative method, but actually a principle of life. Following this lesson, i went as far as i could to “walking”: the walkers of the tsars went back to the mount of biwi, japan, and went to five more mountains in our country, to the summit of india at night, to sit on the rocks, and to walk on the burning path that micahoni walked ... Slowly, i sensed buddha's mercy and the firmness of the circle. I've finally completed 25 "counturing for justice." zhao park learned that he had then drawn a title to the book and made a verse to it: “the drawing of the picture is difficult to read. "i praise the greatness of the heavens and the greatness of the east." after the book was published, i took it to beijing to present zhao park, and i was so nervous. Zhao park opened a large and fine book with smiles all over his eyes. He looked at it one by one and asked one by one. When he heard that the foot had done so much to me, he laughed. He knew how grateful i was to have the golden crutch and would use it to walk my entire life。
It was indeed the great forebears and role models of zhao park's heart that he began his exchanges with china and japan on the basis of truth long before the return of china and japan. I accompanied the japanese buddhist leaders, kaeji yamada, japan's ninety-eight-year-old master, and the hundred and three-year-old zhang miyazaki, as well as hansan, nanzawado and others, to visit zhao park, and to greet him in japan on several occasions. Zhao park, like a blind teacher, tried his best and did a lot of fine and nuanced work, as he himself had said in his poems, “with respect for his years”, a promise to promote buddha's law, a promise to peace in the world, and a covenant of friendship between china and japan。
The entire japanese buddhist community was in a state of mourning when the old seon cho passed away. A week later, i was invited to a memorial service for him at the naryantang temple. After the meeting, the monks, surrounded by zhao park's poems, spoke of his feelings and thoughts for a long time. I have a deep sense of the greatness of zhao park and of his personality。
I came alone after you had left the temple, to a hall of reflection, a sacred place in which no one was allowed to enter. The walls were painted by japanese painter toshiyama for the sake of truth. I sat in the middle of the hall, facing the blind man, in the middle of my mind, and suddenly felt that the hall was in turmoil, as if there was a guacamole in jianzhou, and the moonlight in guilin was pouring over my head, and the clouds around the yellow hills ... The entire cinema became an infinite world of time, mysterious and beautiful. At this very moment, i seem to have seen zhao park in the hall, talking to the blind man. The conversation was silent, but i heard the sound of heaven, and my heart was filled with joy. Thank you and happiness are all over me。
Source: the article is reproduced in the article of 11 july 2008, by fu li, daughter of a pebble, dedicated to ink painting in china, and is the main feature of her creation。
