因为喜欢安静独处，画画于我来说似乎是上天赐予的恩惠。一张画桌，一张白纸，就可以远离这日益嘈杂的环境，沉静在自己的一方天地之中，让画笔轻轻地触及这个世界。当柔软的笔划过纸面，肆意的水墨色彩在臆想中流淌，内心的秘密及渴望便自然地溢在画中。不喧哗也不张扬，似乎是一次邂逅的迷恋，也似乎是对过往情愫的追忆。

　　对于我来说，绘画仅仅是个人的性情爱好使然，是一种以自己的方式轻轻地触摸这个世界的方法。我自认并无大的雄心抱负，一直以为艺术可以有各种形式的表达方法，或强烈张扬如大河奔流，或和风细雨如行云流水，我想我的作品是属于后者的。我希望自己的艺术像山涧清纯的泉水涓涓不息，像林间温雅的古琴余音袅袅。我喜欢融入这样的境界：宠辱不惊，闲看庭前花开花落。去留无意，漫观天外云卷云舒。

　　我画画不算很用功，但用心，在创作中注入了很多自己的感情，以至于在画花时似乎能闻到花的芳香，画女子时能够感受到她们肌肤的呼吸。笔能达意，墨能通情。一幅画要好，靠的是笔墨里的真情，着笔落墨留出了足够的空白，才有天高云淡的韵味;灵动虚幻中的色彩，虚出了恰当的余地，便有了朦胧似纱的悠扬;画里淡淡的线条，淡到了好处，就成了一种境界;水色中浅浅的墨韵，浅到了极至，便也成了一种深度。中国画意境的营造凭的是几许曲折，让人不断感悟“山重水复疑无路，柳暗花明又一村”的生趣，画的妙处便是在多与少、盈与亏之际把握那曲径通幽的风景。艺术需要用心去体验生活，细致入微地观赏自然和品读生活中的人与事，享受那份有距离的美好，缺少了感动和欣赏，创作就会显得苍白和乏味。

　　在画画倦累的时候，我会起身伫立在阳台上凭栏远望。每次，站在高处眺望天空下楼房如森林般林立的城市，感受阳光在脸上跳跃的舒畅，或是在暗夜里凝视远处那一扇扇窗口透亮的柔和灯光，遥想着过往的点点滴滴，可以让浮躁的内心安宁。停下笔看看书听听音乐，任音箱里飘逸出来的《高山流水》、《渔舟唱晚》、《平沙落雁》在静室里悠扬婉转，仿佛能揭开寂静幽谷的面纱，给人以无限的遐想，闭上眼睛静静地放松一下，能够让自己实现很多的想象：可以让思绪在山野间等待满天星斗的出现;可以欣赏落日下如流水般蜿蜒淌过心里的宁静。深呼吸，尽情吸收这难得的自然气息，都市中的喧闹在与乐曲的呼吸中从脑海里消失。

　　有时也会去逛逛街，上海有很多梧桐树掩映下的小马路，那里有各式各样独具品味的小店铺，随意地边走边看，如果能发现心仪的小东西买上一两件，便会心情大好的高兴半天。走在城市的大街上，常常会带着欣赏的眼光看着那些来来往往的漂亮女孩，她们的生活或明丽或暗淡，但是漾溢着青春的身体里所透出的矜持和自信是我喜欢的，她们是我生活的这个城市里最靓丽的风景，我喜欢她们。有时也会和先生开车到远郊，在江边、山林、湖旁安静地漫步，或干脆找一片草地躺下，仰望蓝天白云，聆听大地呼吸，让自己的心变得自然和清新起来，创作的灵感似乎就在风中飘着，水中流着，伸手就能捉住……

　　常常会想起很久前的事情，那些久远得如同雾气中露水般时隐时现的思绪，那些快要被遗忘并定格在相册老照片里的故事，那些散落在周围某个角落里的点点滴滴…… 在武汉长江边的部队大院里，年轻的母亲带着我和姐姐在柳树林里用长长的竹竿捕捉知了，炎热而明亮的阳光在柳叶的缝隙间晃耀着眼睛，耳边一片“知了”“知了”的蝉鸣声。内蒙古边疆的草原渺无人烟，远远的地平线上，气浪的波影犹如大海一样悠远，父亲带着我们姐弟在草原上采摘马兰花，他总是手往远处一挥：前面的那朵花，看谁先采到!于是我们便欢快地争先奔跑，风在耳边吹拂，和着脚踏草地的沙沙声。在广袤的天地之中，那种心灵放飞的畅快感觉深深地留在我脑海深处，也许在我身上那种漫不经心和喜欢自由的个性正是在儿时那种生活氛围中形成的吧。

　　那是段纯真的岁月，信仰、激情和对未来美好的憧憬激荡着年青的心，我们像花儿一样单纯而幸福地迎接着太阳的光芒，也许这强烈的阳光曾经让那个时代的人们受过伤，但当我们回眸这段历史的时候，就像轻风吹过一样，仍然会被那个年代青春少年纯真的激情所感染。

　　多年的盼望之后终于能上大学了，刚进美院那会仿佛每天的太阳就是为我而升，心中充满了阳光。我的母校浙江美术学院是一所大家辈出的学府，在那里我们感受着他们的恩泽。校园里仿佛处处都有前辈们思考的身影，教室和图书馆里也都留下了我们勤奋的印记，而到生活中去索取营养的创作方式或许让我一直受用至今。记得第一次下乡体验生活是在吴江县的一个小村庄，那是个典型的江南农村。荷叶田田，小桥流水，粉墙黛瓦，姑苏女轻摇船橹，欸乃声划过清晨水雾缭绕的河面，静谧中透着灵动的气息。我深深爱上了水雾氤氲的江南水乡，它似乎直是我梦中的精神家园。现在，那些水乡小镇大都早已变成了现代工业园区，但是那些曾经的美好都留在了我的心里、我的画中，成为了永恒的记忆。

　　当久居城市的我们走近自然面临大山大水的时候，不由得会怀着朝圣一般的虔诚之心，山风和阳光带给我们精神上的洗礼，让我们更多地感悟到生活的真谛。黔东南大山深处苗人咿咿呀呀的歌舞，在漫不经心中展示着他们对美好生活的渴望，木呐羞涩的笑容中有着大山一样的恬淡和静谧之美;川西北草原上的藏女总喜欢戴着红红的头巾，脸颊被高原的太阳照得彤红，健康开朗的笑脸像阳光一样温暖……，她们的纯真感染着我，让我心中充满了创作的激情，这大概就是生活给予艺术以生命的意义口巴。

　　生活如画，因为欣赏，才变得多彩;因为聆听，才变得悦耳;因为感动，才变得美丽。当自己更容易为一点点平常事动情和唏嘘时，我意识到，时光如白驹过隙，恍惚之间，青春不再。这也许是我出这本画册最初的原由，以纪念自己在画桌上的水墨痕逊，留下我对这个世界的感动，并以此感谢那些关心我、帮助我、爱我和我爱的人。

　　A Breeze Blowing Gently

　　Ma Xiaojuan

　　I like to be alone quietly, and therefore, painting seems a bounty of Heaven on me. Both a table and a sheet of paper will make me be far away from society and deep in my inner world of painting. As I draw a picture with a soft painting brush, the secret in my heart will be shown on the tableau naturally. It seems a meeting by chance or a recall of the feeling, being neither noisy nor excited.

　　I am fond of drawing pictures; I can touch this world gently through painting. I think there are many artistic styles: one of them is like flowing water at great speed, and another one is like flouting clouds and running streams; the latter is my favorite style. I wish my style of painting is pure and elegant, just like streams flowing quietly in mountains and Guqin echoed with lingering sound in woods. I wish myself to be neither carried away by success nor upset by failure; I enjoy myself for looking at flowers in a tranquil courtyard, and also at clouds all over the sky.

　　I always concentrate on my painting with deep emotion so much that I seem to smell fragrance of flowers I have drawn and feel girl’s smooth skin on pictures. A good picture will be drawn only as you are full of deep feelings, showing the charm of colors and lines. Chinese painting will give us such an imagination: the hills and streams have no end, there seem to be no road beyond; But dim with willows, bright with flowers, another village appears. It will be a wonderful scene. As a painter, I should observe and learn from real life by heart; otherwise I will not make good artistic works.

　　When I am tired after drawing picture, I will stand on balcony and lean on the railings to look into the distance; many high buildings and soft lights from windows will come into view; and in this way, I will be at peace with myself at once. And sometimes, I will stay in the room to read books or listen to the elegant music, such as “Lofty Mountains and Flowing Rivers”, “Chanting on a Returning Fishing Boat at Dusk”, “Wild Goose on Sand Beach”; all will give you a boundless imagination as you close your eyes: there are stars all over the sky, and mountain streams are flowing quietly in the setting sun. You can breathe in fresh air as much as you like, and drive away the din and bustle of the city.

　　Sometimes I will take a stroll in the streets; there are many streets set off by Chinese parasol trees in Shanghai, and I will be very glad to go shopping in small shops set along two sides of these streets. I like beautiful girls who, walking on streets of the city, are restrained and self-confident. Sometimes I, together with my husband, will drive to the far outskirts, strolling on the riverside or lying on the grassland, looking at the sky and listening to the breath of earth; and I feel that my inspiration of painting creation is floating in the fresh air and running in the river, and I can nearly catch them...

　　I always think of the far-back memories and the stories during my childhood... In Wuhan, my mother took my elder sister and I to catch cicadas in hot summer; In Inner Mongolian, my father led my younger brother and I went to pluck irises on the boundless grasslands. I never forget my joyful childhood; maybe my individual character of free and easy has been formed at that time.

　　It is a innocent childhood; we grew up like flowers under the sunshine. We would be excited whenever we look back that period of time although we have been hurt once.

　　I enter the university after many years. I was overjoyed when I stepped into Shanghai Art College at first. We seemed to catch glimpses of masters on the campus; we studied painting very hard in classrooms and library; and also up to now, we have been benefiting from those practices in life. Once we went to a small village in Wujiang County to observe and learn from life. This county is situated on the south of the Yangtze River; there are rivers under the bridges, and also pink walls and green tiles; women of Suzhou were rowing boats gently and quietly on the river. I loved the south of the Yangtze River very much, seeming a spiritual homeland in my dream. And these small towns have been a permanent memory in my mind although they are modern industrial areas at present.

　　When we faced to mountains and rivers we couldn’t help filling with devoutness; and we would receive the baptism of mountain wind and sunshine. People of the nationality in great mountains in the southeast of Guizhou province showed their desires for happy life through their dances; the Tibetan women wearing red turbans kept on laughing heartily on grasslands in the north of Sichuan province... They infected me with their purity; I was filled with enthusiasm of creation. It is the meaning life gives art.

　　Life is just like a colorful and beautiful picture and a melodious song as well. I always sigh over how time flies; I am bidding farewell to my youth. It is why I want to publish this picture album. I should do my bit for art of ink painting, and also thank all people who are care for me, help me and love me, aw well as whom I love.

作者：马小娟