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⒈Stone sculptures grazing in the grass like cattle and sheep When I sleep at night, I can’t bear to close the curtains because of the mountain moon—and in the morning, the light blue sky pours in through the gap.I got up in a hurry, and under the tree were scattered stone carvings of Lin Yuan all over the yard.In fact, as soon as I arrived at Mr. Huang’s house last night, I saw dozens of exquisite products placed around the living room. The strange thing is that I touched them one by one, and I always felt that something was wrong. Once the stones from the river beach were placed on the wooden frame properly , I was so out of place, like a lively country child who occasionally goes to the city to sit on the brocade mattress of a relative's house, and he can't help shrinking his hands and feet.But at this moment, the stone sculptures grazing in the grass like cattle and sheep are all alive.Although you are sitting temporarily and staring into the distance for a while, you know that they will stand up, walk, and open their mouths at any time. If it is a chicken, it will peck rice. If it is a monkey, it will climb a tree...

The stone carvings are under the tree, and one of them has only moss marks. I remember seeing Michelangelo’s works in St. Peter’s Basilica, like the statue of the Madonna. I was amazed and amazed, and wondered why the hard stone was as soft as a white cloud and as empty as a valley in the hands of Michelangelo.Mi's stones are really domesticated, but Lin Yuan is not like this. Every stone in Lin Yuan is still a stone. It hurts when touched, and bruises when rubbed. It is literally washed down by the upper reaches of the vast river Stone.It is not the ugly and interesting stone that is thin and thin in the Chinese literati population.It is calm and clumsy, bold and straight, simple and large, and because of its simplicity, hammer and chisel can be added calmly.

Speaking of hammering and chiseling, there is one thing that should be mentioned, that is, there is an iron street on Puli Street, and some iron farm tools and daily tools are hung all over the street. This kind of scenery can be regarded as a wonder in Puli! If it wasn't because of the ironware street, if it wasn't because Lin Yuan had a son-in-law who happened to be a blacksmith, if it wasn't for this son-in-law who hammered and chiseled for him, I wonder if Lin Yuan would carve stones? "Lin Yuan is very special," Mr. Huang said. "More than 40 years ago, during the Japanese occupation, he built a machine by himself, which could squeeze sugar cane into juice. The juice is boiled into sugar."

Lin Yuan still loves to play with machines. He made a sturdy swivel chair by himself, and he also made a spherical rotating cage house.Sit in it and kick your feet towards the central axis, and you can turn it around many times-it looks like a large toy, and anyone who sits in it will inevitably become a child. The feeling of standing in the bushes and watching the stone carvings is safe and sound.There are some good things in the world, because they are abrupt and amazing, but Lin Yuan's goodness is like looking at his hands, the calluses on his hands and the scars between the calluses when he is sitting alone, and he feels familiar and friendly. To almost no feeling, just because it is a part of itself.But what can I know about Lin Yuan's stone sculptures?Is it the common memory of the entire Stone Age?If I was walking now and saw these stone men, stone cows, turtles, and monkeys transforming into ancient tomb-guarding stone beasts, I would probably take it for granted, right?Even if it is transformed into a stone mortar, a stone analysis stone, an ax and a stone chisel, I would not be surprised. Such ancient stones are more simple and ancient than the "five-color stones" that Nuwa used to mend the sky, right?Five-color stones already know how to please civilization with brilliance.However, Lin Yuan's stone was brought from the river beach, and it was chaotic and full of possibilities...

2. Walk along the stream That morning we set off along the Yema River to find "Uncle Yuan" in Yuchi Township.Not long after turning into the ramp, I suddenly saw stone cattle and sheep emerging from the chaotic pile of grass on the side of the road. I felt that those works were like signposts, pointing out Yuan Zibo's address correctly.Not far away, a huge "Dragon King of the Four Seas" was placed on the side of the road. Yuan Zibo's house arrived. This work is about the height of a person, round and thick. There are four different dragon kings carved in four squares. Uncle Yuan is gone. When he came out, he was hard and thin, like his stone work, with its hardness and softness formed by the years.

Walking into the new home he designed by himself in the past few years, he was even more shocked. There were many airplanes made of easy-to-open cans on the gate and in the yard, and there were old clocks he picked up, which constituted his unique "modern sense". The inner and outer tires are obviously his favorite "plastic materials". He "picked up" many landscapes with inner and outer tires, Murong said in a daze. "I'm going to ask students to come and see - to see how 'bold' one can go." At the entrance of the studio, there is a flat stone commonly used by mountain people. Uncle Yuan set it up at the entrance, like a bulletin board, on which it is written:

Sixty-six Years Stone Carving Lin Yuan five sons and three daughters Haiding County, Fujian Province Independent think for yourself Everyone here can't help but become fascinated while reading, this interesting old man!In fact, in terms of his background, since he is not very literate, he has to think on his own. The funny thing is that he borrowed the political "no education, no faction" and then added "self-thought", which seems that this "partisan" has become a political party. School or school of painting. "This is a real pig," he said when introducing his works, always talking about stories, as if the stories are the most important, and his stone sculptures are just three-dimensional illustrations of the stories told to his grandchildren. "Did you know? There are only three or four real pigs slaughtered in the world every year. The rest are not real pigs, but human-made pigs. That's how real pigs are."

He spoke with a serious and flat expression, as natural as telling you that a cow gave birth to a calf yesterday, there is no need to exaggerate, because he thinks it is a fact. "This is Qin Shihuang's (wife)! Qin Shihuang met a fairy, and the fairy gave him two flowers, one fully bloomed, and the other not yet bloomed. The fairy said that the fully bloomed one was for his mother, and the unopened one was for a certain flower." Qin Shihuang saw that it was beautiful in full bloom. It was a pity to wear it for my mother, so I should wear it for my wife! Who knew that the fully bloomed flower was beautiful when I put it on, but it fell off immediately. She became ugly at first, more and more ugly, more and more ugly, and then she was so ugly that she felt ashamed, so she fled to the mountains—then she gave birth to monkeys, and that’s how monkeys came.”

If he is interested, he will continue to tell you the details of the story. For example, the monkey went to the village to steal food, but was designed to burn his ass red, and because Qin Shihuang's mother became more and more beautiful, Qin Shihuang wanted to marry her Wife, she said, no, unless you can cover the sun in the sky. Qin Shihuang was in a hurry and went to build the Great Wall. Fortunately, it is impossible to cover the sky and the sun.Alas, it turns out that there are troubles with being extremely ugly and being extremely beautiful! It is not Lin Yuan himself, even the collectors of his works, when collecting works, inevitably also collect stories at the same time, like Mr. Huang can point out one by one.

"Lin Yuan said, the story is that there was a man who was sick, and he said that whoever could heal him would marry his daughter to him. As a result, a monkey cured him, so he had no choice but to keep his word and marry his daughter to him. To the monkey, but it was too embarrassing, he couldn't bear the shame, so he put his daughter and the monkey on the boat, and told them to cross the ocean to get married in a distant place, and they also had children later, that's how the Americans came !" Strange, this story sounds like the plot of Gao Xin's marriage to a dog (because it was successful in battle, and later gave birth to twelve sons and became barbarians.) Sometimes Lin Yuan also used "idioms" as the theme, for example, he carved marriage, a piece of A man and a woman are carved on both sides of the stubborn stone. The man's features are fierce, and the woman's facial features are ordinary and weak, but she accepts her fate, but there is a large gall on her neck. Lin Yuan wants to carve a Taiwanese saying: "Xiang Jin has a tumor, and the woman Someone married a bad concubine (husband)—everything happened.” The original text of “peng” has a double meaning, which means “to touch” and also to “stop”.

But when I looked at the stone pedestal, I couldn't help being startled, as if I felt that the woman's tumor was an obvious accusation, and she was refuting an unhappy marriage with her silent and disordered body. "What kind of story is this?" "That is to say, very early on, some people wanted to build a building, and wanted to build it all the way to the sky, but one morning, when they woke up, they suddenly spoke a word, and no one could understand the other. Yes, we have to disperse." I was taken aback, this story is simply the story of the Tower of Babel in the Bible! "Where did this story come from?" If it is found out, it will lead to a history of transportation between China and the West. "It's written in the book!" "What book?" I became more nervous. "It's just that the ancient books were clearly written. Later, it rained again, and it rained for forty days without stopping. on boat……" Only then did we know that the work was carved with a row of human heads standing on the side of a ship.But this story is clearly the story of the ark in the "Bible", do we also have this kind of legend among the people? "Abo, where did you hear your story? After all, Zhiping teaches sociology, so he has more clues than I do when asking questions. "It's on the radio!" He replied frankly. I breathed a sigh of relief, at first I thought there was a huge piece of material belonging to "comparative mythology"!It turned out that Uncle Yuan was not very "purely rural", and he unknowingly engraved Hebrew literature. In fact, Yuan Zibo also has simple works without stories.It's just that even if it's simple, he always has one or two explanations: "This is a tiger and leopard mother. There used to be tigers coming down from this mountain to bite people. Tigers are evil, but after giving birth to children, they are even more vicious when they are afraid that people will harm their children!" "It's a rooster beating a hen." In another human body welded with iron sheets, he put a frying pan on his belly, and the title was "Fan Lihua is pregnant", which is really an interesting combination. Lin Yuan is not afraid of repeating himself, so he is not afraid of re-sculpting cows, sheep, pigs, chickens, birds, snakes, turtles, insects, fish and people over and over again like some modern artists.His works are piled up in front of the house, in the studio, on the side of the road, and raised in the grass.Walking through the fence of his house, some of the stones on the wall have also been carved, stepping on the steps of his house, the step stones are also statues, stone carving is both creation and life for him, it is "labor" and "leisure" after a lifetime of hard work.He belongs to art, but also to mythology. That night we went back to the student’s villa and lay by the fish pond in the backyard looking at the stars and the moon. A dazed apricot flower blossomed in the autumn wind for some reason.This peaceful town, this small town famous for fine wine and cherry blossoms, this small town where the student’s grandfather raised rainbow trout in the wild water of the mountain stream, this small town that accommodates the coexistence of mountain people and plain people, this is now What a rich town it is that has harvested stone sculptor Lin Yuan, photographer Liang Zhengju, and Mr. Huang Bingsong who can recognize artists! I feel like that apricot flower, I have an urge to explore this world, to explore this kind and rich land, and to hear the stories on this land.
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