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70 days ago
指尖滑过琴键，每个音符击打在心弦，有种无法言喻的触动。看不见，摸不着，却激起一些回忆，难过或者快乐，模糊却又强烈。这是音乐神奇的力量，它能打动一个人的心! 又好比景致优美的沿途或者梵高的星夜! 音乐结束了,我们继续面对生活。 建筑应有如此的魅力,带我们回忆起小时侯的天真与欢乐,给人们的未来以遐想的空间,最重要的还是活在当下。是在炎炎夏日，我们依靠在凉亭下的长椅上，感受 一丝清风扑面，时而听到墙外行人或急或缓的脚步声，手里拿一杯凉茶，啧啧地喝，笑看狗狗懒洋洋地趟在木板条上流下哈喇子！或者在某个寒冬的下午，窗外大雪漫天，我们躲在一个惬意的角落，温暖的阳光洒落进来，我们把脚丫子裹在暖呼呼毛绒绒的毯子里，全神贯注读一本<<悲惨世界>>，时而笑逐颜开，时而悲痛欲绝，感叹“世事沧桑如梦，人生几度秋凉”，哭得鼻涕一把泪一把，后渐渐酣睡过去。。。醒来，望着厚厚的积雪，伸手推开窗户 。 一片凉爽 。抖擞着精神，读<<哈利波特>>吧！ 当然，如果一天到晚听贝九或者verdi,更不用提pop,一个正常人一定会因大脑长时间受刺激而狂躁不已！试想如果把建筑做成这样，只注重视觉形式上的冲击，那我们迟早要疯掉（其实如此糟糕的例子也真不少）。建筑，大多数时候，更适合做一杯白水或者空气，平淡却维持着人的生命；或者做一张空白的谱纸，让阳光，雨水，风沙和人来做音符，赋予它活力！ ---- “大音希声，大象无形”
211 days ago
While feeling mopish early today, I picked up the book "Breaking Ground" by Daniel Libesk ind. D.L. is an utmost optimist, which may be due to the fact that he has a happy and harmonious family and is always supported by his wife, children and most importantly ... his parents. His early childhood impression on viol ent anti-Semitic society in postwar Eastern Europe and c onstant immigration to strange lands does not seem to cast any shadow on his heart. Although the gray and sorrowful pictures appear in some of his designs, such as the memory void in the B erlin Jewish Museum and the display of the underground slurry wall for the reconstruction of Ground Zero in New York City, the ultimate goal, however, is to bring new vision and spirit of hope to people. In the f ace of difficulties and attacks, Libeskind expresses selfless resistance, believing in his capability to contributing to humanity, arousing both memory and hope, without a single ...581 days ago
A re flection on the film ‘My Architect’ Tracing your footsteps in the hushed world, I see your shadow casting on my face and my soul. I hear the echoes of your voice, The whispery sound I used to be familiar with, when I was a child. Here, light and shadow transform along with the time, Day after day, I see invisible presence A thread of warmness, a glimmer of hope The light cast nothing else on the walls and floors But, the fee ling has been deeply engraved in the heart. It was beautiful and unforgettable memories Isn't this just as our life? We come to this world in a hurry, Running through time, And one day we leave in a hurry. Just as after the wind has passed, It leaves no rustling sound among the trees; After the geese have gone, The pond doesn't retain their reflection. This is the stillness of the world. So why chasing after fame and fortune? After all, we are the light, Devoting ourselves into ...640 days ago
The Answer By Beidao (Translated by me in 2007 in Minimalist Style) Baseness is the password, Nobleness the epitaph. See, in the gilded sky, Clouds outlined by those who died. The Ice Age is over, Why are icicles all over? We have found The Cape of Good Hope, Why still compete in the Dead Sea? I came to this world, Only with paper, rope and a shadow. To proclaim before the trial, The voices of the judged: I tell you, world, I-do-not-believe! If a thousand challengers lie under your feet, The one thousand and one let me be. I do not believe that sky is blue; I do not believe in echoes of thunder; I do not believe that dreams are fake; I do not believe in dying without revenge. If the sea shall burst its banks, Pour all the grievances into my heart; If the land shall rise, Choose a new summit to survive. A new turn and sparkling stars, Embroidering a sky with nothing to hide. They are five thousand years’ pictogram, Future generations’ staring eyes. (Poetry Periodical, 1979, ...
