poppies in the attic

14.

On Saturday, Wu Pengzhi fidgeted and tried to wait until the afternoon before going to Fang Ming's commemorative painting exhibition.She instinctively felt that at that time it was more likely to meet people who were used to getting up in the afternoon.

There are not many people in the art exhibition, which is inevitable.In this utilitarian world, everyone is racing against time to do "serious things", so there is no time to commemorate a past painter.

Wu Pengzhi looked at the paintings on the wall, she didn't know which one was painted by Xiang Jin.She doesn't know how to paint, and she doesn't know how to paint.Back then, Xiang Jin was unwilling to explain to her.In Xiang Jin's view, everyone sees the world differently, and the paintings he understands under the guidance of others are basically not what he sees.

Wu Pengzhi still looked at each picture one by one as before.Of course, half of her mind was devoted to observing the people entering and leaving the exhibition hall.She expects unexpected surprises.

After reading Fang Ming's paintings, to be honest, there was no painting that moved him.

Wu Pengzhi entered the exhibition area of ​​works by Fang Ming's friends and students.

Wu Pengzhi still looked at each picture one by one indifferently.

Suddenly, Wu Pengzhi stopped and stared at a painting motionlessly.

The picture is extremely simple and clear, with a ladder between the sky and the earth.Because the ladder is too abrupt, people have to carefully observe the whole picture connected by this ladder, the sky and the earth, and the pansy lying quietly in the lower right corner of the picture.

Wu Pengzhi took a step forward and got closer to the oil painting. She needed to carefully see every detail of the painting.

The ladder looks extremely stiff, with no sense of perspective, no sense of light, straight and lifeless ladders.The tan of the ladder is very nice, yet has the color of wood without the grain of wood.

The background of the ladder is light blue like the sky, but the upper end is white like clouds and fog, and the top of the ladder is just hidden in the white mist.If the color of the ladder is extremely uniform and dull, the color changes of the blue sky and white clouds are extremely delicate and smooth, almost making people feel the floating and flowing of the clouds.

Below the ladder is a desert.The desert is completely out of proportion to the ladder, so the desert looks very far away.The ladder is not connected to the ground, but suspended in the air.The desert occupies a small proportion of the picture, but the shape of the dunes and the rising smoke can still be seen.

And look at that lavender pansy, still disproportionately lying magically on the dune.The texture of the flowers is very realistic and beautiful.Of course, the pansy is not a flower that grows in the desert, so it looks extraordinarily abrupt.

Wu Pengzhi took a step back, squinted his eyes and looked at the painting again. This painting with a strong metaphoric meaning, even if it was empty, Wu Pengzhi could be sure that it was painted for Fang Ming, and he was a person who knew Fang Ming very well. people.

It's just that this style of painting is not Xiang Jin's at all.

That ladder is the so-called cloud ladder, which was originally a tool used to attack cities and climb walls in ancient times, but here it was erected on the cloud, and the cloud supported the slanting ladder.The bottom is not supported on the ground, but floats in the air.Is that a portrayal of Fang Ming's life?

Some people's life goal is not to climb higher mountains step by step, but to climb the ladder to the top.The ladder is one-way, you can either climb up, or go down, or stand on it, or be squeezed down.There is no room for maneuver.Fang Ming was probably the one who climbed the ladder, whether he was active or passive, he might be the one who fell off the ladder.

What about the pansy?Just for the word "Jin", it is already impossible not to remind people of Xiang Jin.The pansy lying quietly in the desert did not wither, only deserted, as if watching with cold eyes, or looking at the ladder with pity.Who knows whether the man who has disappeared from the ladder is in the cloud or buried in the desert?

Wu Pengzhi remembered that Xiang Jin once said that people understand time and life in the desert.In the desert, you feel that time is standing still, but you can deeply feel the approach of death.

Wu Pengzhi finally escaped from the picture itself. She had recovered from the shock, so she saw the signature in the lower left corner.The signature is artistic and scribbled, making it difficult to recognize at a glance.But she was sure she saw the word "Xiang".

Wu Pengzhi's heart was beating wildly again, and she had to cover her chest with her hands to relieve her excitement.

However, the latter is definitely not the word "Jin", basically it is not one character, but two characters.

Wu Pengzhi quickly recognized the third word, because she was very familiar with it, it was "zhi".

Wu Pengzhi burst into tears in an instant, she wasn't sure what, but she was so excited that she couldn't hold back her tears.Then she blinked her eyes hard a few times, carefully identifying the word in the middle in the dimness.

That word is "over".

to pass it.