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Monday, 21 September 2009

TO THE TUNE OF LIKE A DREAM


Hai Tian ,1951,Dongan county, Hunan province.
Member of Chinese Artists Association, deputy of the Traditional Chinese Painting Committee of Hunan Painter Association, vice chairman of the Hunan Gongbi Painting Association, Hunan branch and chairman of the Xiaoxiang Gongbi Painting Art Research Institute.
. The whole realm of artistic world lies open for him to explore. He often rebuilds his unique artistic "microcosms" from the universe through a demonstration of aesthetic manifold structure, which integrates national style with the modern sense, the concrete with the abstract, the void with the real and the philosophic idea with wild flavor. His works are unique and graceful, creating a deep and implicit world imbued with poetic and philosophic conceptions. Critics say that his works have a peculiar style of natural grace and make his master of a school. They also say that his paintings reveal poetic beauty and intelligence.
("A Collection of Works by One Hundred Outstanding Chinese Painters", "A Collection of Works by the Prize-winners in the Eighth National Paintings Exhibition", "A Collection of Ink-and-wash by the Greatest Chinese Painters in the World", and the "Gems of 20th Century Chinese Paintings". His artistic achievements were taken down in many large dictionaries in china and other countries such as "Dictionary of the World's Modern Artists". In 1997, he was elected as "One of the Hundred Chinese Most Outstanding Painters" by the Chinese Writers and Artists Association)
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Li Qingzhao : 李清照; : 李清照, Wade-Giles; Li Ch'ing-chao,pseudonym Yi'an Jushi (易安居士 “Yi'an HOUSEHOLDER (1084–c. 1151) was a Chinese writer andpoet of the Song Dynasty, regarded by many as the premier woman poet in the Chinese language citation needed.

To the Tune of Like a Dream

Last night a sprinkling of rain,
a violent wind.
After a deep sleep, still not recovered
from the lingering effect of wine,
I inquired of the one rolling up the screen;
But the answer came: "The cherry-apple blossoms
are still the same."
"Oh, don't you know, don't you know?
The red must be getting thin,
while the green is becoming plump."