Woody lacquer color five rhymes Chinese

BJ finally looks a bit like spring after the Spring Equinox.

"It seems like when I was a child, earthworms crawled between the bricks in the park after a rain. Now there don't seem to be so many earthworms." Guan Qi looked at the ground and didn't know what he remembered, and suddenly started talking.

"But it's much better. The air is much better than when I was in school for those two years. At least what I can see now is the blue sky..."

The development of the city has caused more and more concrete pavements to be paved. The development of the city and the greenery only bloom in fixed places.It seems that a century has passed between the childhood and adulthood of the post-00 generation.

"Hey, when did these leaves grow so well?"

"The peach blossoms are blooming well, and the weather is really nice this year. Looking at it this way, it really smells like Jiangnan!"

"Ahhh! I hate that I was not born in Jiangnan!"

Guan Qi was talking about Guan Qi's words, and Jiang Shijin followed behind, listening and responding, following Guan Qi's eyes to look at the surrounding scenery, and following Guan Qi's words, he returned to his real hometown in Jiangnan.

Although the BJs these days are good, even if they are comparable to Jiangnan, they are still not their hometown. Jiang Shijin knows that although Guan Qi 'hates to be born in Jiangnan', he really wants her to leave her hometown and live alone without her hometown as a base. in the South.

In less than a year, Guan Qi will definitely miss BJ.The ancient saying "fallen leaves return to their roots" seems to be truly understood only when you are wandering in a foreign country.

Obviously Guan Qi does not feel such sadness now.There have been ups and downs and setbacks since childhood, but in the end there is no need to worry about things at home - in Guan Qi's eyes, apart from his family and country, he just enjoys singing and dancing.

"Actually, there are bad things about the south. Have you seen those videos on the Internet?"

"During the rainy season, it's difficult for clothes to dry naturally... Every city has its own pros and cons."

"Like life, as long as it is your own, you will always feel unsatisfied." By coincidence, he had to meet Ran Ning again, and Guan Qi just felt that he was unlucky.

Ran Ning could often sum up some philosophy of life from these trivial matters, which made Guan Qi want to deny it but had to admit that the former statement made sense. "I don't think there is anything in my life..." Remembering that he had complained just two days ago about why he was not the chosen one who was not allergic to raw lacquer, Guan Qi, who was trying to fight against fate, swallowed his words before he finished speaking.

“I feel like I’ve never seen anything with a willow theme in lacquer ware, right?”

One road was dead, so Guan Qi simply started a new topic: "The only thing BJ can do in spring is this willow tree."

"At that time, I always heard from my parents that I could make whistles. I didn't know how to make whistles until I grew up, but the sight of them floating on the shore is really a spring scene in BJ..."

"Lacquerware in various places is related to local characteristics. Why is BJ's willow tree...the catkins at that time of summer also quite poetic?"

Guan Qi, who does not have allergic rhinitis, certainly finds catkins poetic. How many people almost have a nervous breakdown just thinking about having to go to work and go to school when the catkins fill the sky?
"What do you think 'Only the weeping poplars can separate us' is used to describe it?" Ran Ning did not give Guan Qi a chance to quibble, and continued, "The patterns on lacquerware have always been about 'good meaning' since ancient times. Who would be so negative?" Display it at home?”

Guan Qi suddenly understood and clapped his hands, followed by the words "makes sense".

"Then what other elements can BJ use?"

After walking a few steps, Guan Qi walked to a place three to five meters in front of the two of them. He frowned slightly and looked at all the scenery around him.

Ran Ning, who was behind him, raised his eyebrows at Jiang Shijin and spread his hands, as helpless as ever.

After a while, Guan Qi let out a roar that would have startled even those who were prepared: "Hey... those auspicious beasts on the eaves of the Forbidden City!"

① Lacquerware, or many Chinese utensils, pay attention to "good meaning", which will be discussed later with illustrations.