我相信所有的元素都停在深不可测的地下,不停地发酵着,像酒一样,在时间中酝酿。有朝一日,当后人轻轻挖开那些温湿的泥土,就会呼吸到从前朝代的味道,只须轻轻地一触,所有沉睡的事物都会醒来。一我一眼就能辨认出那件莲鹤方壶。不是因为我眼力好,是它太显眼。它也是一尊酒器,但它是春秋时代生产的。它的身上,带着那个年代的胎记—— I believe that all the elements are parked in the unfathomable underground, kept fermenting, like wine, brewing in time. One day, as later generations dug gently into the warm, moist soil, they breathed the flavor of the old dynasties and all their sleeping things would wake up with just one touch. One I can identify that lotus crane square pot. Not because my eyesight is good, it is too conspicuous. It is also a wine, but it was produced during the Spring and Autumn Period. It’s body, with birthmarks of that era -