Sometimes, things are often coincidences. Twenty years later, I lived behind Xi Academy of Fine Arts. Xi Academy of Fine Arts is known as the only advanced academy of fine arts in northwest China. Established in 1949. Its predecessor was the Art College of Northwest Military and Political University, which was established in September 1948. Marshal He Long was the first president, and Xi people like to call it the Academy of Fine Arts. In the past, the former site of the Academy of Fine Arts was on the bank of Shaoling in Chang 'an, with a wide field of vision, Taoyuan mulberry garden and clouds crossing the south of the Yangtze River. Is it a good place to sketch? ! I don't know why, I moved to this place in the 1990s, blocking Wei Er Street, standing abruptly, with arrows penetrating the heart, pointed roofs, and geometrically westernized buildings, which are somewhat murderous, perhaps to gather geomantic omen or to ward off evil spirits! ? China people pay attention to Tao, the causal transformation of everything has its vanquisher, and pay more attention to flexible culture.
There are thousands of cities in China, which is an unavoidable reality of urbanization. For a time, universities entered cities and expanded their enrollment in succession; For a while, the university group changed its name; For a while, I went out of town to enclosure, which was very vast and so on. Tossing around, the Academy of Fine Arts also built a campus in Lintong, let's not say right or wrong for the time being. It is precisely because the Academy of Fine Arts entered the city that it climbed up with Erfuzhuang.
About twenty years ago, when I was studying near Xiaozhai, the campus literature in China was in full swing. I helped to run a middle school student literature magazine called "Exquisite Literature for Middle School Students" and later called "Exquisite Literature for Teenagers". Everyone is addicted to the beautiful dream of literature, and if you don't want it, you will have it. The magazine design was a classmate of Guo Sansheng who was studying in the Academy of Fine Arts at that time. I remember one time, he asked me to visit him at Erfuzhuang on weekends. It was a cold winter, and I remember it clearly. Without a mobile phone, I rode a broken bicycle and found the house number all the way to the Erfuzhuang cabin he rented. The house is on the second floor. It's not very small, but it's spacious, right? ! At that time, the rent was about twenty or thirty yuan a month. The houses in the three provinces are all painted, but the oil paintings are not good. They are a mess, very avant-garde, very avant-garde, very cutting-edge. There is no stove, and it is very cold. We were fooling around, and now we can't remember what we were talking about. Anyway, he went down at noon and bought a bag of dried noodles. We washed the noodles with an electric stove and a steel pot, and we ate them very well, without a trace of vegetable flavor.
At that time, Erfuzhuang was an "art village" for students of the Academy of Fine Arts. Because the weather is very cold, there is nothing to sell in the street, there are not many places to eat, and there are not many pedestrians in the roadway, which is far from the prosperity of auspicious village pedicure shops.
After graduation, the three provinces worked in several photo studios in Xi 'an and haven't seen him since drifting north. In recent years, I have read some photography magazines in my spare time and know that he has become a famous fashion photographer and graphic designer. Shaanxi baby is hard to get out, I seek stability and so on. Guo Sansheng has a dream and dares to travel. With a sincere heart and a down-to-earth attitude towards work and life, he seizes and creates opportunities, and his thoughts are advanced and commendable! Some people say that he pays attention to the post-processing of photos, full of momentum, bright colors and full of personality. In fact, when he was in college, his experience in the Academy of Fine Arts developed a composition perspective, oil painting treatment and a keen sense of smell and culture. I think art has a great influence on his photography.
It is estimated that there will be many successful people who have walked out of Erfuzhuang like Guo Sansheng.
This summer, I came home from the "buckwheat garden" and slowly enjoyed the nightlife of Erfuzhuang. Erfuzhuang's road is not wide, but it is brightly lit, full of people, and people come and go, which is very lively. It is said that it is because people often get drunk and sing, get carried away, urinate for fun, burn several street greening trees, and garden workers transplant them several times, all of which die because the soil is too hot. Maybe this is a fabricated story!
Hundreds of meters on the street, there are vendors, people who buy baked wheat cakes, people who buy maocai, people who buy casseroles, people who buy kebabs and people who buy spaghetti sauce noodles. The air is filled with the smell of perfume, stinky tofu, cigarettes and wine, full of smelly sweat of male hormones, mixed together, fireworks flying. People are in groups of three or five, or cross-legged, wearing different styles, wearing jewelry on their navel, dangling tattoos on their arms, and wearing hats in summer. I don't know whether they are mannequins or young artists, wandering singers or performance art. Anyway, everyone goes their own way and is happy. Occasionally, because of a trivial matter, the high-pitched voice will eventually be knocked down by those seemingly fragile chivalrous women! A small village, a small society, a literary circle, live in peace, live in peace!
Soon, Erfuzhuang was razed to the ground by an excavator overnight. The tweeter publicizes every day, and the tricycle is busy going in and out. Erfuzhuang, which was razed to the ground, made me even more sad. The broken bricks fell all over the floor, and none of them were long. Worse than the crops in the countryside, lifeless! Without the breath of youth and art, although there are still villages in the city such as Haojiacun, Luojiaxiang and auspicious village next to the Academy of Fine Arts that have not been demolished, the "art village" and "free land" belonging to the students of the Academy of Fine Arts are gone due to the distance and artistic atmosphere.
Every moment, on the land of China, villages disappear at any time; The land where memory grows, the symbol of culture and the hometown of spirit are getting farther and farther away from us! The road to urbanization is to go, but where is the spiritual home that belongs to each of us?
Now, when I see the bare Erfuzhuang after the demolition, I think of the three provinces of Guo. This land has lost its soul and popularity.
I never asked him why he had such a strange name as "Guo San Province". Maybe literature is too poisonous. I once arbitrarily thought it was one of "three provinces a day". ! Parents hope that he often introspects himself. Later, I learned that the mothers of the three provinces are from Sichuan, the fathers are from Shaanxi, and the grandfathers are from Hubei, so it is called "Guo San Province", which means another thing. Simple name, not simple life and experience, hidden struggle, persistent perseverance, eternal smile to life.