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Chapter 94 unbreakable porcelain

mental gymnastics 刘心武 1199Words 2018-03-18
My friend Xu Jun loves pottery. In addition to running a thriving business, he opened a non-profit pottery garden in the suburbs of Beijing. He often invites friends to make pottery and burn pottery there. When his works are ingenious, he will proudly hold an internal exhibition, which is actually an elegant private party. He and the guests exchange pottery experience on that occasion, and he also talks about the land from all over the world. Into a golden hook, a sound of frogs. Xu Jun and his friends pursue their own enjoyment in firing ceramic works. If they feel dissatisfied after they come out of the oven, they must smash them immediately. Follow the circle to appreciate the comments.Although it is not for the purpose of making a profit, when it is displayed at a party, some guests sometimes ask that they really like it and want to pay for it, and some works are just like that.The principle of payment is said to be random, but I have witnessed such "casual" several times. The buyer is an entrepreneur or a big name in the show business. The amount paid, for a person like me, is "random" anyway .

Xu Jun called again that day and asked me to go to his Le Tao Garden. I said that I really couldn't go because of something. He said that it was so important and he still wanted me to go.Because several ceramic enthusiasts among them have created a new batch of works, some of which do not need to be modest, and can be described as "beautiful and beautiful". If I don't go to see them first, it will be a great "aesthetic loss".I told him that it was an elementary school student from a poor country I donated to come to my house, and now he and I are the only ones at home, should I take him there?He has no concept of pottery at all.Xu Jun said that it would be better if he didn’t have a concept. For us, he will have an extra pair of special eyes. For him, there will be more things in the eyes. Wouldn’t it be interesting to look at both?In this way, I took the elementary school student named Po Wa to the hospital for a physical examination, and then went straight to Xu Jun's Le Tao Garden in the outer suburbs.

When we arrived at Le Tao Garden, Xu Jun and a group of acquainted friends welcomed Powa and me. Xu Jun patted Powa on the shoulder and smiled and said, "Why are you not aggressive at all? Should we wait a while before revealing your true colors?" I said Helped to explain: "He is not congenital, and the local customs are afraid that he will not be able to support a child, so he deliberately gave him a name that doesn't matter if he lives or not. Shewa, Diwa, and Powa, there are always several in a village." Xu Jun gave him a piece of chocolate and asked him not to be polite, drink Coke and Sprite as he pleases, and he can walk around and watch, but told him not to touch anything with his hands.

After I had a close look at Xu Jun's masterpieces, I went with them to the yard under the big poplar tree, sat on a lounge chair, drank coffee, and started talking.Just as we were having a good time talking, I suddenly heard a harsh noise in the room over there, and I immediately jumped up and rushed into the room in despair.Sure enough, it was Powa who took a work on the display table to the ground and smashed it to pieces!Xu Jun and other friends also entered the room. For a moment, I saw Powa's face was as red as a ball of fire, and Xu Jun's face was as white as ice.I don't know what words to use to reprimand Powa, but Powa said to me with tears in her eyes, "That...it's so strange, just like the eyes of a scalper in our village who is so old that he can't move and begs people not to kill him." ... I couldn't bear it in my heart, so I stretched out my hand to touch it, let it not be afraid, someone hurts it..." A group of us adults were all stunned. The external form of that work is not a scalper. It has a tragic mood like Michelangelo, and that one has a refreshing Zen feeling... But no one has entered the highest level of aesthetics like Powa!Xu Jun took Powa into his arms, and my other friends and I couldn't help applauding.

That piece of beautiful porcelain is not broken, it will forever remain in Powa's heart, and together with Powa's aesthetic comments from a simple heart, it will always be kept alive in the hearts of me, Xu Jun and the friends present.
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