时间会使笔墨蕴藉起来。中国的书画,一半人力,一半天工。纸上烟云,在我看来,就是时间之水的叹息。我能闻到那味道,不刺鼻,它像是抽空了的一个形状。而我几次在博物馆里看到徐州的作品,都觉得有点刺鼻。隔了这么多年,已经被时间之水淘洗过了,竟还能感到它方寸间隐隐的火气。徐渭的画,好像不是为当时人画的。不为当时人画,我们也不要自作多情地就认为他是为我们这些后来者所作。他是自己想画,就画了。他就是自己想这样画,就这样画了。他心中有股奇气,但并不是一个豁达的人,就只能发出一股剌鼻的味道。现在想说徐渭的坏话,肯定是愚蠢的。现在想说徐渭的 Time will make pen and ink Yun up. Chinese painting and calligraphy, half manpower, half of heavenly work. Smoke on paper, in my opinion, is the sigh of time water. I can smell the taste, not pungent, it is like a vacuum of the shape. Several times I saw Xuzhou’s works in the museum, I feel a bit pungent. After so many years, has been washed by the time of the water, can actually feel it faintly furious. Xu Wei’s paintings do not seem to be drawn for the time. We should not think of him as a descendant of us, as he is not a painting of the time. He painted himself and drew it. He just wanted to draw this way, so he painted it. In his heart, there is an oddity, but it is not an open-minded man who can only send out an assassination smell. Now want to say Xu Wei’s bad words, it is certainly stupid. Now want to say Xu Wei