庞培的南方小镇对他来说不是一个地理上的概念。在他的心里,运河只是小到一条划过水平面的乌篷船,几曲波折很快消失,只有他在结网而渔,这个精神纠结的地方,是他的胎记:青涩,绕口,缠绕和莫名而起的感怀。他带着复杂的思绪写着他的故乡,不用白描,线条,写意,工笔,像西方油画杂糅这泥石俱下的实现感,顿挫着我的内心。我想问:他用心何在?在他的故乡,他不回避任何事物:教堂、修女、乌篷船、少女、运河流、民间艺人和手工业者、杂货店、乡公所、蚕种场、铁匠店、澡堂、钟表店、目连戏、黄 Pompeii's southern town is not a geographical concept for him. In his heart, the canal was only as small as a canopy boat across a horizontal plane. The twists and turns of a few twists and turns quickly disappeared. Only when he was fishing in a fishing net was his birthmark: Sentimental, Winding and inexplicable feelings. He wrote his hometown with complicated thoughts. Without the sketchy, the lines, the freehand brushwork, the meticulous writing, the sense of accomplishment like the mixture of Western oil painting, he setback his heart. I would like to ask: What is his intention? In his hometown, he does not shy away from anything: churches, nuns, canopy boats, teenage girls, canals, folk artists and handicraftsmen, grocery stores, township offices, silkworm farms, , Bathhouse, watch shop, headline drama, yellow