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最初看到冯仲英先生画的太行山,我产生过疑问。太行山在我的心里应该是英雄的山,那首耳熟能详的《在太行山上》,妻子送郎上战场的情境,像画卷一样在我脑海回放。在我心里太行山应该是那种刀削斧劈、壁立千仞的雄险高拔,而冯先生所画的太行山雄奇、壮丽、厚重,又多一份圆融。当我真实地脚踩着燕赵大地,眼望巍巍太行时,那些疑问顿时烟消云散。八百里太行,正如先生所画,那雄奇俊美,那风骨
When I first saw the Taihang Mountain painted by Mr. Feng Zhongying, I had a question. Taihang Mountain in my heart should be a heroic mountain, the familiar familiar “in the Taihang Mountains,” the wife delivered to the battlefield battle Lang situation, like a picture scroll in my mind playback. In my heart, the Taihang Mountains should be the kind of ax, the wall of thousands of tall and powerful, and Mr. Feng painted the magnificent Taihang Mountains, magnificent, heavy, and more a harmony. When I was really feet Yanzhao the earth, watching towering Taihang, those questions suddenly disappear. Eight hundred miles Taihang, as Mr. paintings, that magnificent handsome, that style bone