Delicacy Hidden in the Corners of the Eyebrows and Eyes

The first time I met Shen Juzheng was at the renovation site of the ancestral hall when I was seventeen years old. He stood in front of the mottled murals, and the sunlight shone through the patio on his blue-gray gown. "What needs to be improved here is the charm, not the color." He said to the old master, his voice gentle but firm. I stopped outside the door, still holding the ancient book that my grandfather asked me to send. At that time, I didn't know that this strange young painter would make me understand—— Some love is not about union, but about wholeness.