留声机上,古铜色的跳针在黑胶碟面独自奔跑,一圈一圈。于是木头匣子开始咿咿呀呀,哼唱出最原始的曲调。时光幽深处,匠人与凿刀亦开始合奏,一曲一曲、一折一折,引世人倾听、仰望乃至欢呼。然而,岁月流离,匠人与凿刀得到的欢呼一如合奏曲的婉转,时而高坡,时而低谷。所幸,在这个生命与效率相持的年代,匠人的凿刀又开始被世人呼唤,隐匿许久的匠人精神亦开始自奋吟唱。 Gramophone, bronze jumper in the vinyl plate running alone, lap in a circle. So the wood box began Baba Yeah, humming the most primitive tune. Time fainter, tradesmen and chisel also began ensemble, a song, a discount of one fold, lead the world to listen, look up and even cheer. However, as time went by, the cheers of the craftsmen and chisel were just like the melody of the ensemble, sometimes high and sometimes low. Fortunately, in this age of inequality between life and efficiency, the artisan's chisel has begun to be called by the world, and concealed a long time as the spirit of craftsmen began to sing.