"Almost half right."

Katsuko Sakai rummaged through her backpack for a moment and found a pink blackout blindfold.

She wore this blindfold, and originally planned to take a nap in the shade of the tree at noon when she was tired of painting.

I also deliberately put it next to me before I got on the boat.

Katsuko handed the blindfold to Gu Weijing.

"Take it and lie down next to me. My mom sometimes puts on some Pilates meditation tapes or soft classical music, but I think it's better to be quiet now. ”

The girl sat cross-legged under the awning of the fishing boat and patted the bamboo mat beside her.

It seems to be really yoga.

"Just lie down?"

Gu Weijing took the blindfold and touched his old waist.

He felt that his flexibility was not very good, and he could not handle some movements that were too difficult.

"Of course just lie down, what do you think my dad's size, his kind of person who bends over a little hard, can put in any difficult position? Isn't it embarrassing for my dad to touch his belly with his backhand. ”

Katsuko Sakai burst out laughing.

"My mom had long since given up on letting him do the meditation poses that the Pilates instructor recommended, so you just just lay down next to me. Lying on your side, with your eyes closed, and your hands naturally on your side, this is called reclining meditation in Buddhism. ”

"Of course, you can forget Pilates, yoga, or Zen."

"These practices, from a scientific point of view, are just better ways to get a person into a state of meditation that have been summarized by our predecessors. Lying flat slows down your blood flow and oxygen consumption, calming sympathetic nerve excitement. ”

"If you silently recite "Silent Night Thoughts", you can calm down, or you can recite "Silent Night Thoughts", they are just means."

Katsuko explained, "When a painter is peaceful enough, it is easier to see his heart, understand what he wants to paint, and it is easier to know his artistic path." ”

"Remember, that day in the parking lot, I said to you, if a painter like us wants to go to the height of our career, we must go out of our own way of being a painter after all?"

Gu Weijing nodded, and he took the blindfold.

Just as she was about to bring it to her face, Katsuko Sakai called her boyfriend softly again.

"Wait a minute."

"Face me when you lie down, huh...... If you don't mind, it's best to take off your shirt as well. Miss Sakai's tone tried her best to pretend to be calm, and her earlobes turned red again.

Gu Weijing was stunned for a moment.

As a boy, Katsuko doesn't mind, and it's very boring for him to twist and act at this time.

In the summer, he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt, which had just been soaked by the lake and had not yet dried, and now he took it off.

He put on an eyepatch and lay on his side next to Katsuko Sakai.

"It's a bit of a Rembrandt." Katsuko quietly glanced at Gu Weijing's chest and said playfully.

Gu Weijing was a little embarrassed.

Rembrandt's portraits of the human body tend to be skinny.

His body type belongs to the thin category, not like Uncle Sakai's meat balls, but there are no obvious abdominal muscles, so he can't be called a toned body, but he can see a little ribs.

Sakai Katsuko said this, obviously still a feeling in the eyes of a lover.

"If I were Rembrandt, Katsuko's beautiful figure would be Rubens." Gu Weijing replied silently in his heart.

Rubens's brushstrokes are more sensual and delicate than Ingres's.

This sentence was a heartfelt compliment, but he felt a little frivolous, so he didn't dare to really say it.

Sakai Katsuko also used the joke just now to alleviate a lot of her embarrassed expression, and she gently stretched out a slender finger and put it on Gu Weijing's chest.

Anyway, I kissed them all just now, and now the impact of finger skin contact is not as strong as that of the lips.

She slowly pulled her fingertips down from under her collarbone and down the center of her chest, until she stopped at the junction of her sternum and abdomen, and then slowly lifted it up.

There is a sense of rhythm back and forth with each other.

"Gu Jun, let your breath follow the rhythm of my finger movements, exhale when I pull down, inhale when I lift up, exhale, inhale, inhale...... Feel the oxygen fill your chest and then be slowly exhaled by the lobes of your lungs. ”

Katsuko Sakai recalls her mother's movements.

Breathe, breathe......

Gu Weijing felt Katsuko's fingers on his chest, slowly crawling like a small ant.

At first, he was itchy and hot. Soon, as his chest took deep breaths again and again, he was guided by Katsuko Sakai to breathe very rhythmically.

He slowly felt quiet.

"Ears to listen to the sound of the lake flowing under the planks. Without eye contact, feel the lake scenery outside, imagine the sun sparkling and beating on the ripples, like broken diamonds sprinkled on the surface of the lake, imagine that you yourself are the lake, wide, calm, and feel the power of tranquility and beauty diffuse from your body. ”

Katsuko Sakai seemed to be speaking in his ear, and he could feel the warm breath spraying on his earlobes, like a background sound coming from far away.

Gu Weijing lay quietly on his side on the bamboo mat.

Listening intently to the undulating sound of the water sliding over the hull of the boat, there was a resentful bend in the hands of the luthier from an unknown pleasure boat in the distance.

The five senses of people are connected.

Gu Weijing slowly appeared in front of him, to be precise, the lake scene outside slowly appeared in his heart.

The water rises and falls slowly along the water system built around the botanical garden, and the sunlight dyes it into a huge pale golden Burmese silk.

Gu Weijing grew up by the river.

But it is rare to feel that the water waves have such a peaceful power.

The Yangon River is wide, with an average elevation drop of only half a metre per kilometre in the section of the river that flows into the sea, and it is not a majestic, undulating rapids.

But the Yangon River is never, ever quiet.

During the day, there are always various sightseeing cruises and ferries blowing whistles across the river, and even at relatively peaceful sunrise or night, there are a large number of women with children, washing their clothes with washbasins.

At first, the tourism bureau felt that a large number of women washed their clothes with lake water in the tourist river section, which would affect the appearance of the city, and issued relevant notices prohibiting it.

Later, they discovered that foreign tourists on the cruise ship enjoyed watching Asians drag their families to do their laundry like a flock of chickens.

It's very strange.

Every time the cruise ship is always crowded with a large number of people taking pictures of the river scenery in the distance, the officials of the tourism bureau are also free to let it go.

The sound of the big stick beating the wet clothes, the sound of the fabric rubbing hard between the uneven wood grains of the washboard, hundreds of thousands of them mixed together, rumbling like the bells and bangs of morning and evening homework in the temple of Yangon, but with the smoke of the world.

The water waves in Gu Weijing's heart are always full of all kinds of noise, just like his previous state of mind.

Right now.

He slowly felt the quiet beauty of the lake in Katsuko's gentle voice.

"As I said, all meditation is just a means of calming the mind more easily. When you know yourself quietly enough, you will feel the alternation of desire and confusion in your heart, and this is to go straight to your heart. When you answer these questions to yourself, your way of being a painter will naturally appear. ”

Shengzi frowned: "This is my mother's theory, and it is also a very mainstream theory in the art world now, I don't know if you have accepted similar statements before, Gu Jun." ”

"Be still, and feel the power of the heart."

In the art circle, every painter expects to get a better state of mind for painting.

So all kinds of tarot cards, astrology, spirituality, mindfulness, Zen study groups, yoga and Pilates have been prevalent for hundreds of years.

It's no surprise that Aunt Sakai is a lover of this way.

Many art people, with the idea of whether he is useful or not, how much practice and try, have signed up for similar courses, and they should hire a personal trainer for fitness.

Even Dulwich College's elective curriculum has a very fashionable "Mindfulness Conditioning Class", which allows students to regulate their mood and inspire their creativity.

Don't say it.

Gu Weijing had really been exposed to yoga before.

It is rumored that every Indian girl has practiced yoga or Pilates to a greater or lesser extent, just as many Russian girls have practiced ballet to a greater or lesser extent.

Gu Weijing's recommended reading list for their high school English grammar class included a whole series of travelogues by the famous travel writer Paul Soroux.

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The mean-spirited English writer wrote about his impressions of a trip to Mumbai, and he had heard a local describe all the pretty girls in India as "the genius in the enchanting bed, the seductive messenger of love and the sexual tension of the Sutra of Love."

Over the years, Miss Sandenu's school has been plagued by the pursuit of wild bees and butterflies.

Objectively, it is due to the glamorous fantasy brought about by this text.

Many little boys whose minds are full of male hormones that have nowhere to put them are full of reverie and imagination.

Who is lucky enough to remove the emotional coat of the cold beauty of Miss Kaolin, will you be able to see a hot scene that makes people squirt nosebleeds.

Gu Weijing didn't know.

Indians are all yoga masters, is it the same as every Dongxia person knows kung fu and every Brazilian can jump up and volley a football, which belongs to the stereotype prejudice of old Europe.

But he knew.

Mona does have a real habit of practicing yoga.

He was even invited by Miss Sandnu to practice yoga several times in the music of the Asan ethnic style in her family's gold shop.

I don't know if the yoga practiced by Mona was not very authentic, or the yoga that Paul Solu was exposed to back then was not very serious.

Anyway, except for the young lady with a thin waist and long legs wearing yoga clothes, raising her legs and lowering her waist, revealing a beautiful waistline like water waves, the scene itself is quite pleasing to the eye.

In fact, the whole process is very serious.

It's not glamorous at all, but it's a little solemn.

The scene where he was taken by Mona to do yoga together, he played the Nintendo "Just Dance" game with two people with more difficult movements and stronger body stretching, which was no different.

The family yoga practiced by Miss Chairman, as well as the accompanying meditation method that makes people clear and calm, is to prevent you from being distracted and cranky when you practice.

But Gu Weijing and yoga seem to be inherently incompatible.

He practiced for two days, and then took the initiative to refuse this opportunity to make the boys in the school envious and jealous.

On the surface, Gu Weijing is not a sports enthusiast with a soft waist and strong hand and foot coordination.

In terms of athletic talent, basketball campus star Jerry can beat him several times.

Mona's movements are simple and more flexible than Chloe's cheerleading training.

Gu Weijing had back pain, and every time he went home to take a shower, he felt that he couldn't get up the next day when he lay on the bed.

On the other hand.

Gu Weijing has a very strange attitude towards these various ways of cultivating the mind in the art circle.

Although the artist may be the most talkative profession in today's mainstream society.

NBA star Irving, this kind of anti-vaccine, believes in the god stick fairy of Diping, and there are quite a lot of them in the art category.

However, Gu Weijing was a well-educated person who believed in modern science.

He didn't really believe that these messy spiritual practices really worked.

At the same time in a corner of the mind.

Gu Weijing was faintly worried, in case ...... This thing really works, what did he do if he practiced it?

Yes.

Gu Weijing was inexplicably a little worried, these ways of training and cultivating the mind would really completely smooth out his character.

Almost all meditations, even if they are practiced in a small dark room.

Most of the highest level is how to calm the mind and become a calm person.

Mona's Yoga Mind is to "excrete negative emotions such as anger, jealousy, unwillingness, anger, and anxiety ......" from the body between stretching the limbs and breathing.

The body is like a sponge, slowly squeezing out all the "toxic" emotions, and finally recognizing one's place in the world.

All things are born and naturally orderly.

A servant is a servant, and a lord is a lord.

Don't be jealous of those in high positions, don't oppress those who are in low positions, and finally become a quiet and compassionate person.

In a sense, the spiritual pursuit of yoga is somewhat flat.

If it is the practice method of family yoga in Mona's mouth, there is a specific difference in rank like the martial arts in the Hong Kong school of martial arts that Gu Tongxiang loves.

Gu Weijing's heart is full of the desire to become a great painter, and the pursuit of changing his fate must be a natural and uncultivated Hui Zhilan heart.

Even Mona, the campus scroll king who seized every opportunity and wanted to become a leisurely and wealthy little fairy with a leisurely and wealthy life in high society, has not yet started to practice.

When.

To be like Mahatma Gandhi, who was pierced through the chest by a bullet, who was still calmly folded his hands, and who slowly died and stopped breathing while reciting the "Bhagavad Gita", should be regarded as a true master of mind cultivation.

He was certainly not in a position to comment on such a world-renowned and prominent statesman as Gandhi.

Being able to be clear and peaceful enough to treat one's life without any emotion should probably be a very high state of mind cultivation.

But Gu Weijing didn't want to be such a person.

(End of chapter)