(a)

In this life, as in the previous life, we spend very little time together, and these short days are constantly diverging and interrupted by various things. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info So, our happy times are very rare.

Because it is so rare, every minute of it is forever etched in my heart.

In those moments when we are together, there are some days that always look more prominent than others.

March 30 is one such day.

On March 30 of that year, we went to see an art exhibition together.

The exhibition is hosted by the Embassy of the Kingdom of the Netherlands. It is held simultaneously in 8 cities in the country.

The theme of the exhibition is to introduce Chinese art lovers to Vincent. Van Gogh.

At that time, Vincent. Van Gogh, a painter who shot himself in a mental insanity at the age of 37, was not as well-known in China as he was later, and there were not as many people interested in him as he was later.

In order to ensure that there are enough people to attend the exhibition and show a strong enough international friendship, the Education Bureau allocates tickets to the exhibition through an administrative order. It has been implemented at the grass-roots level as a political task that must be accomplished.

The Department of Physical Education also distributed two tickets.

The arrival of the two tickets immediately caused a push and shove in the office.

Originally, it was nothing to go to see the art exhibition, but unfortunately, it conflicted with the spring outing organized by the school. Some people have to participate in the organization of spring outings because of their responsibilities, while some people are unwilling to sacrifice time to see dull art exhibitions because they prefer the excitement of spring outings.

Under the patient questioning of Director Wang, the two tickets were passed back and forth in the office twice, and finally returned to Director Wang's hands.

Just when Director Wang was about to sigh, "Why didn't a person with high consciousness stand up", you walked in from the outside. You solved his problem in one fell swoop.

You say, "Give me the ticket." I want both. ”

When Director Wang handed you the ticket with inner gratitude, he saw your eyes sparkling. This surprised him.

Your colleagues are also looking at you. Director Wang said: "You like to draw? ”

He said, "How did I not know you liked this before?" ”

You smiled, and before you could say anything, a female teacher giggled and answered for you: "He doesn't like to draw, he wants to take the opportunity to date his girlfriend." ”

So, there was a round of good-natured laughter in the department.

A teacher said to you, "When did you quietly talk about your girlfriend?" ”

They said, "Bring it to us someday, and don't hide it." ”

You smile and you say, "I really like to draw." ”

Wang said: "Really fake? Name a few painters? ”

You said: "In the domestic art world, I like Wu Daozi and Wu Guanzhong, and abroad, I like Cézanne, Van Gogh and Monet." ”

Director Wang still looked at you with a slight suspicion: "Cézanne? Van Gogh? Monet? ”。

You say, "Don't believe me, I'll draw it for you next time." The other ticket was for my night classmate. Van Gogh's original work has never been exhibited in China. For those who love Van Gogh, this exhibition is priceless. ”

At this time, the bell rang for class, and Director Wang handed you two tickets in the bell, and said to you in a low voice: "I can remind you, don't be unable to extricate yourself, be careful of gossip." ”

You look at him and smile. You whisper, "I'll take care of it, don't worry." ”

(b)

At 10 a.m. on March 30, we met on the steps of the gallery as the bus of the school's spring outing was speeding towards its destination.

You stand there, constantly looking at the watch on your wrist.

You walk up and down the steps with your ticket in hand and the brochure distributed by the organizer in English and Chinese.

You see me crossing the road with my sports bag on my back and running in your direction.

You came right away.

We met each other on the second step.

I stood in front of you and breathed heavily. My face was red and white, and I couldn't speak.

You say, "Why are you running like this?" ”

I gasped and said intermittently, "I'm sorry, it took a lot of work to take a leave of absence, and I'm late." ”

I said, "I'm afraid you'll wait too long and be anxious, and I'm afraid you'll think I'm not coming." ”

You say, "Don't run like this next time." Do you want to drink water? ”

We drank from the drinking fountain in the gallery's foyer.

You take a sip, and then you say, "Give me the cup." The water here is cold. I'll go to the desk over there and help you get some hot water. When I first came in, I saw that the water dispenser over there was on. ”

When I waited for you to come back, I found that this exhibition was really deserted, and it could almost be said that it was a crowd.

Because today is no longer the opening ceremony, there are no important leaders to be seen at the scene.

I saw some people register their units and names at the entrance, turn around and leave. Others went in five minutes and came out. Clearly, they had come to complete their mission and had little interest in Van Gogh himself.

The whole pavilion was silent, as if it had been a vacant room all along. It's really difficult for artists to find soulmates. It's no wonder that Van Gogh's paintings did not sell for a high price during his lifetime.

When you came back, my wheezing slowly subsided after I drank the warm water.

You handed me a ticket and a copy of the documents.

You say, "When you enter the door to register later, remember to write the name of Mr. Xu of the chemistry group." ”

You say, "You go in first and take your time." From the first exhibition area. Don't come out after reading it, stay in the last section. ”

You say, "I'm waiting for you at Van Gogh's last Self-Portrait." You point to a picture on the instructional material.

(c)

Now we're all in the showroom.

According to the prior agreement, in order to avoid seeing us together, we went our separate ways after we went in.

I started from the first section of the exhibition, and you started from the sixth section of the exhibition.

So, on that day, we went through Van Gogh's tragic life in a different chronological order.

The first thing I saw that day was some of Van Gogh's pencil drawings and early paintings.

The leaden heaviness and depressive darkness weighed down on me like a big stone.

I felt like I wasn't walking around an 8.5-meter-high exhibition hall, but crawling slowly through the narrow, dark corridors of an underground coal mine, carrying something very heavy.

The emptiness and silence all around aggravated the feeling of low floors and lack of air.

I walked slowly along the panels, like walking alone in the dark in the eternal night of the Arctic winter.

I couldn't help but crave an oxygen mask.

As I looked at the dim and uncertain scenes, I thought to myself about the early morning forests of Vienna.

I wondered what kind of person Van Gogh was. In his young heart, why is there such a gloomy day as the end of the world. What obscures the transmission of sunlight? What makes his heart so dusty?

So many people like Van Gogh, it can be seen that many people have such a dark shadow in their hearts.

Artists are simply expressing things that people find difficult to express. (To be continued.) )