The most beautiful building in the world is the Chinese house~


Time is the law of all life philosophy, fetters and regrets will be scattered dust

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In the post road, in the broken bridge, in the riverside, so quietly opened, no need to please anyone, no need to please anyone, this scissors lying snow cold fragrance, only to understand her people to appreciate

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Light

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the Chinese house is a nation for thousands of years condensed down a kind of aesthetic: the most beautiful wall “small bridge, flowing water, Taoyuan home, pink wall Daiwa horse head wall” we don’t need to understand architecture, just a glance will be hopelessly broken by these green brick, small tile, row upon row of buildings The reason why fumatou wall is white is that it is prepared for lovely plants

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Compared with sunny days, it has its own sense of time and history When the rain falls, the tiles are very charming

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Outside the curtain, there are fine pieces of snow

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When the rain falls, they always seem to be playing the piano

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Prajna is standing on a high place to see China’s tile roofed house

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Time is the law of all life philosophy, fetters and regrets will be scattered dust

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In the post road, in the broken bridge, in the riverside, so quietly opened, no need to please anyone, no need to please anyone, this scissors lying snow cold fragrance, only to understand her people to appreciate

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Take a close look at the fairy sleeping under the frost waiting for the snow to melt! Is the plum blossoming yet? How can sentimental people suddenly remember the plum blossom in the snow? Perhaps the plain hearted women in this world have a delicate and soft heart of cherishing flowers

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Time is old, it’s hard to recover

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She arranges the most beautiful flowering time in the time when a hundred flowers wither away

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Outside the curtain, there are fine pieces of snow

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In front of the window in the coming day, the plum blossom is still in the corner

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In my lifetime, I don’t want to be greedy, everything is as I wish, I don’t want to be extravagant, all I want is to be satisfied, I just hope that every minute in my life is not wasted

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Wake up every day, do what you should do and like to do, every period of leisure, accompany the people you should accompany and cherish; flirt with others, serve some hobbies, taste tea and hold books elegant, support the mind and thought, so as to live up to the fate of the quiet good time, after the winter, the heart, has been dormant, like a lazy brown bear in a snow cave, few articles The words are on the tip of the pen

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Every tile has its own appearance

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The little rosette was on the thin old branch, but it was very strange

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You see that cluster of small plum heart, delicate and delicate, but with a faint clank of integrity, who knows, the blooming of this frost, still need how much hot feelings; the blooming of this pistil fragrance, still have how stubborn temperament! She, abandoning the law of all things in nature, loves alone, this lonely and cold winter, does not express, does not tell, will that lonely and proud Qing Jue a love to the end

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The most beautiful green tile has its own sense of age and history

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The snow has set, and the plum bud that has not yet opened is wrapped with ice crystals

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She is alone in the frost and snow, and her embroidered mouth spits out wisps of light fragrance

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Looking back, I’d like to have a glass of wine for the past and say that I will never look back

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The tiles like rain

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It was not ostentatious and eye-catching

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Wake up every day, do what you should do and like to do, every period of leisure, accompany the people you should accompany and cherish; flirt with others, serve some hobbies, taste tea and hold books elegant, support the mind and thought, so as to live up to the fate of the quiet good time, after the winter, the heart, has been dormant, like a lazy brown bear in a snow cave, few articles The words are on the tip of the pen

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Looking back, I’d like to have a glass of wine for the past and say that I will never look back.

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It’s like a beautiful row

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The little rosette was on the thin old branch, but it was very strange

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Go forward, through a period of years of smoke and fog, come to the beautiful mountains and rivers…..

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When the lotus is exhausted, they keep a window of plain white time and send the only expectation to Mei

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Is life over? Mei Xinyun is warm

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The most beautiful window is that people inside the window can see it and maybe people outside can see it The window lattice is probably not only for the sake of beauty, but also for the protection of their private life

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Never made an appointment of the future, eternal heart of hope and light

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Green willows, orange persimmons and bright red plum blossoms dare not slack off to dispel loneliness for monotonous white

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Only this, Mei, has a good charm, not with Qunfang

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In my lifetime, I don’t want to be greedy, everything is as I wish, I don’t want to be extravagant, all I want is to be satisfied, I just hope that every minute in my life is not wasted

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She is alone in the frost and snow, and her embroidered mouth spits out wisps of light fragrance

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Never made an appointment of the future, eternal heart of hope and light

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Take a close look at the fairy sleeping under the frost waiting for the snow to melt! Is the plum blossoming yet? How can sentimental people suddenly remember the plum blossom in the snow? Perhaps the plain hearted women in this world have a delicate and soft heart of cherishing flowers

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Quiet room, quiet people, concentration, pen, ink, write a little poem about Plum Blossom – you come from your hometown, should know the hometown

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From time to time, there is a cool wind passing through the window

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She is a woman separated from the sky

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At the frozen place by the water, suddenly, a clear and smart branch appeared

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The snow has set, and the plum bud that has not yet opened is wrapped with ice crystals

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It’s like a big fish filling the gap with leaves

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Light

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From time to time, there is a cool wind passing through the window

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Is life over? Mei Xinyun is warm

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ID: viphuanqiu: in Chinese people’s mind, there is only one kind of building in the world, no more beautiful than Chinese houses

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She arranges the most beautiful flowering time in the time when a hundred flowers wither away

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She is a woman separated from the sky

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Quiet room, quiet people, concentration, pen, ink, write a little poem about Plum Blossom – you come from your hometown, should know the hometown

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Only this, Mei, has a good charm, not with Qunfang

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But now, in the half cover of the window lattice, what we feel most is to enjoy the beauty of the scenery

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They may not be as beautiful as Yangjiao village, nor as lovely as Colmar Town, nor as romantic as Swan Castle, but they do not prevent it from becoming the most beautiful building in the world

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Time is old, it’s hard to recover

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At the frozen place by the water, suddenly, a clear and smart branch appeared

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When the lotus is exhausted, they keep a window of plain white time and send the only expectation to Mei

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In front of the window in the coming day, the plum blossom is still in the corner

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It was not ostentatious and eye-catching

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Every house has its own wind and rain habitat because of this small tile

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You see that cluster of small plum heart, delicate and delicate, but with a faint clank of integrity, who knows, the blooming of this frost, still need how much hot feelings; the blooming of this pistil fragrance, still have how stubborn temperament! She, abandoning the law of all things in nature, loves alone, this lonely and cold winter, does not express, does not tell, will that lonely and proud Qing Jue a love to the end

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