一个认识了二十几年的人,要提笔写,谈何容易。从来没有想过要写漆澜,或者他的画。可以面对面地大放厥词,面红耳赤地争吵或者心怀叵测地沉默,就是不愿著一字。落笔成文,以他的文字功夫,其实很难搭得上腔儿。他从来都踩着自己的节奏,学业也罢,爱情也罢,画画也罢,信步得出奇。画室里没有人知道他在干吗,但过一阵子,又要受到他的惊吓。他是一个情景代入感极强的人,基本沉浸在自我的世界中,看书、画画皆知而后痴,愈深而愈痴。曾经一次在南京 A man who has known for more than two decades knows how easy it is to write a pen. Never thought to write lacquer, or his paintings. You can talk nonsense, face furiously or quarrel silence, is unwilling word. Write down writing, with his writing effort, in fact, hard to take the upper child. He has always stepping on his own pace, academic worth mentioning, love worth mentioning, drawing worth mentioning, credible step. No one in the studio knew what he was doing, but after a while, he was scared again. He is a very strong sense of the scene into the people, the basic immersion in the self-world, reading, drawing and then knowing all the more crazy, the more deep and more crazy. Once in Nanjing