[Fujian] Ren Jianfeng (1) walking in the ancient buildings, facing the resplendent carved beams and painted buildings and the magnificent cornices and brackets, this beauty suffocates us
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Leaning on the vicissitudes of the wooden wall, we hear the echo of the years, suddenly into the distant time
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It can be imagined that the firecrackers and the red cloth on the beams of the ancient building and the feast of completion
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All the flowers are beautiful
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It’s hard to be water
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Once glory, or inevitable decline
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An ancient building is not only a witness of the times, but also a monument to a family
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An ancient building is a society and a legend
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Is it possible for future generations to inherit it continuously? Through the cracks of the brick, we look for the lost secret
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As time goes by, the sky, the earth, the house, but the people are gone
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The red brick is shining brightly, flowing with the courage of the wanderers, and has the passion to cross the sea to embrace the world
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Swallowtail ridge soars with unlimited dreams, striving for the future
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（2） Here, once rippling with the most beautiful dream of life – return home, glory! Here, in the highlight moment, all the hardships are written on the beams and columns to commemorate the past, and the expectations are engraved on both sides of the gate to look forward to inheritance
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Here, I bid farewell to the drifting of the past and yearn for a new departure
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Bow to all the sufferings of the past, because after suffering, just let yourself so strong! Here, I once left my hometown and even traveled across the sea, so that I love this barren land even more
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Farewell to the bumpy exile, here may have their own life the most complete destination
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Here, forgive the neighbors for all the unclear and unreasonable disputes, just like this patio, which contains the vast sky and passes everything
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Here, the deceased ancestors have been hanging in the hall frame
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I will make a good arrangement for the final destination of my life, so that the body, including the soul, can return
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I will be a small monument here
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（3） Look up at the ancient buildings and salute the craftsmen! In a sense, ancient architecture is a monument to craftsmen
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Soil, stone and wood build the ancient architecture itself
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Commemoration, inheritance and expectation condense the humanity of ancient architecture
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Glutinous rice and soil fusion, thousands of hammers, rammed into the wall, after a hundred years, still firm
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The soil chooses to burn in high temperature to become red brick, which is full of warm hope
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After a thousand hammers and a hundred blows, the stone has become a wall sculpture with a good wish
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Wood has endured the pain of being chiseled and honed by knives and axes, carved beams and painted buildings, cornices and brackets, making architecture a superb work of art
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Stone meets the softness of wood, like the combination of men and women
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Tile a fold over a piece, dense, become the roof
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Like a wanderer’s dream
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The red color of brick and the coldness of stone embrace each other, becoming a peerless classic
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From brick to stone, the rhythm of beauty comes from the combination of point and surface
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Stone beads choose to be low, so that wood blooms warm
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Mortise and tenon connect wood and stone
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It links time and space, and makes Yin and Yang merge perfectly
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The materials of this ancient building are derived from nature, taken from nature and returned to nature
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Let’s witness the beauty and eternity between them
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（4） Walking in the huge courtyard of this ancient building, the red brick at the foot still walks into the ancestral hall
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The bright sunlight sprinkles light through the patio, which makes our hearts warm
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In general, this is the highest level of ancient architecture! Touching the exquisitely carved window lattice, taking the traditional building materials from nature and adopting the assembly technology, the assembly architecture has been achieved
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We have been exploring the technology of prefabricated building industry for many years, and I am very impressed: ancient architecture is the ancestor of our prefabricated building! Pay homage to ancient architecture and craftsman! Stones in my hometown (1) I grew up with stones in my hometown
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Stone buildings are all over the countryside
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They build our houses to protect us from the wind and rain, pave the path to our school, and also build the stone bridge to the city
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Stone rolling revolves all year round, and the continuous flow of grain nourishes our growth
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The water wells that have been stacked with stones have raised us generation after generation
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Not far from the house is the reef on the coast
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For thousands of years, it has been fighting with the fierce wind and waves to protect the safety of people on the shore
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The stone lighthouse lights up the way home for the drifting boat and gives the man the courage to start again
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The land of my hometown is full of rocks, but the flowers and trees still find the land of vigorous growth and the broad sky between the rocks
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My dream often reflects the scene of my childhood life: my mother raises a stone in the construction site, and her feet falter
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My father used exquisite technology to build stone houses and our future
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Their hardships made me understand a simple truth since I was a child
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Only by working hard with both hands, one step at a time, can I hold my own life mansion
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We can see that some of the stones chiseled out of the deep Mountain Grottoes have been hammered into strips of stone and slab sheds to become part of the houses; some of them have been carefully carved into Buddha statues to be worshiped by all
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We have come to understand that if we want to achieve great things, we must bear hardships and sufferings! （2） Books have moved us to the city and bid farewell to the stone houses in our hometown
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Tough stone, has long cast our indomitable will
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In a corner of the city, we work hard for the rice and sorghum, the stars and the moon, the piper road and the blue Lou
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Finally, it occupies a place in the city where reinforced concrete buildings stand up
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In the city where I live, stone is still a part of our life
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Bright indoor floor and wall, build a resplendent
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The stone of the exterior wall of the building is luxurious and solemn
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But I don’t know why, I always feel that I don’t have the rough reality and angular kindness of my hometown stone
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（3） The stones in my hometown are advancing with the times and evolving into lifelike works of art
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They are no longer sold by cubic meters or tons, but by pieces
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Even the world’s leading auction houses have knocked down hammers at sky high prices
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The pairs of stone lions at the gates of tall buildings in the City show the dignity of indifference
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But my heart is calm
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I know that he comes from the deep Mountain Grottoes in his hometown
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As long as we follow the rules, they are just a pair of processed stones
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Many people kowtow to pray for peace
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I laughed, he is not a Buddha, but also a stone
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We are the biggest and best Buddha if we are kind to others
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Oh, today’s hometown stone is not only art in the traditional sense, but also the color of modernism, which guides our meditation
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（4） At this moment, my old parents and I are looking at my hometown from the high-rise buildings in the city
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The stone house in my hometown has been demolished, the original stone path has disappeared, and the stone bridge has been replaced by the reinforced concrete bridge
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Hometown has become a part of the petrochemical park, and the stones are buried in the deep layer of the land
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It suddenly occurred to me that one day when I bid farewell to the world, I wanted to set up a memorial tablet or gravestone, which must be carved with the tough and hard stone of my hometown
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I want to live forever with the stone of my hometown
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Crevice wind found the crevice between the trees, winding, the trees are safe
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The water found the gap between the levees and poured out
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The levee was still strong
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Light finds the gap between the rocks, and “a line of sky” lights up the explorers’ road and gives them the most beautiful interpretation
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Grass in the city steel and cement gap, dress up rigid and indifferent streets, let the city less hot, people between more warm
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Tree seed found a gap between the stones, as long as a little bit of soil, a little bit of water to live, happy to live, blooming its most beautiful life in the cliff
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The new generation of people in cyberspace to find a vent channel, information in the instant release of emotions, so that potholes in the passing time become a thoroughfare.
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