Fountains were invented by Europeans in many senses. According to historical legends, there were records of fountains in the Hanging Gardens of Babylon BC, followed by the Greek fountains we know. Since then, the first thing that came to mind when building fountains was
sculpture.
I believe you have seen Greek-style fountain sculptures such as children with no clothes, curly hair wearing only tulle, women holding water bottles, etc.
In modern times, musical fountains began to appear on rivers and lakes, and people gradually got rid of the idea that fountains need to be paired with sculptures.
The fountain Han Qi wants to build here is different from the above. What he wants is a waterscape type fountain. He does not build a special pool, but uses the terrain, artificial landscaping, and surrounding structures to imitate the natural waterscape.
Of course, since it is a fountain, it should still have a water outlet.
Han Qi paints on paper.
Several animals are randomly built at the location of the fountain, all for decoration. The mist-shaped fountain mouth is buried underground to recycle water and spray out water mist. Laser lights are buried around the fountain to change the color of the water mist in the air.
Han Qi had already thought of a name for the fountain, and it was called Colorful Deer.
Because the core of the animals is the deer, which is one size larger than them, a colorful halo will appear in the combination of laser and water mist.
Han Qi was gearing up to make a big show. He didn't have much experience in creating sculptures. He only made two randomly in China this year. They were placed in the manor as decoration. Only the servants and a few friends knew about them.
We must make future visitors to Elf Park feel that their trip is worthwhile.
Just when he returned to the palace and found materials to prepare for creation, a phone call from Italy made Han Qi too busy to take care of him, so he flew to Italy.
Sir Condor is seriously ill and has been in the hospital for three days.
Han Qi owns half of the 99-year-old red wine from Kangtao Winery, so he should come and take a look.
In fact, Han Qi had no idea about the economic value of Sir Contao's gift, but after ordering a bottle in the restaurant, Han Qi figured out the economic value of half the winery's 99-year-old red wine, which was far more than Han Qi's current worth.
When Kang Tao red wine entered the ranking of the top ten red wines, the price of a bottle of wine had already increased tenfold, and the price of slightly valuable wines had increased more than twenty times.
When he came to Italy, Sir Contao had already regained consciousness. He was sitting in a wheelchair and was being pushed to bask in the sun in the nursing center. When he saw Han Qi, he immediately said with a smile: "Han Qi, I knew you would come.
Look at me, don't worry, I'm fine."
When Han Qi received the news, the entire Italian media was saying that Old Kangtao was dying. Unexpectedly, when he came over to take a look, he was still in good spirits.
Han Qi handed the flowers to the nurse next to him and said with a smile: "That's for sure, I still have so much wine at your house."
"Yes." Old Kangtao thought for a while and said, "You should build a wine cellar in China or Norway. Those wines are my personal gifts. When I die, my son will most likely take them back.
"
"Ah?" Han Qi didn't understand why, but still said, "If you need it, just take it back."
Unless there are any special circumstances, he drinks beer with his friends. Only at some more formal banquets, Han Qi will take out some red wine to entertain guests. 1999 Kangtao is considered an upper-middle-level drink among red wines, and it is quite suitable for private banquets.
use.
Kang Tao added: "Then we have to make a contract."
"What's wrong?"
Kang Tao sighed and said:
"Since I was hospitalized, my children have been fighting for the inventory in the wine cellar. After all, the management rights of the winery belong to my eldest son Weissef. No one can compete for this, but the share in the wine cellar is
It belongs to the family property.”
"..."
Han Qi's Xindao family is really scary.
Old Kangtao trusted Han Qi very much. He didn't know where this feeling came from, just like some special patients trust their psychiatrist.
So after he thought about it for a while, he decided to send all the wine belonging to Han Qi directly to Norway.
The royal family must have many wine cellars. If they can't fit in any of them, they can just open one temporarily.
Han Qi pushed Old Kang Tao to the ward and said, "Actually, I'm very happy. In a month's time, the painting you gave me will be hanging up. I like it very much. Seeing him is like seeing an ancient figure."
Just like my portrait, you painted me too grandly."
"That's my impression of you, Mr. Kangtao, and you are in good spirits and will have no problem living for another twenty years."
"I'm very old, Han Qi." He shook his head.
By this time, Han Qi had already pushed him back to his ward. This was a separate room, clean and tidy, and it didn't smell the gloomy smell inside the hospital.
The nurses helped Kang Tao get into bed.
Han Qi waited aside and looked at the decorations in the room.
There are a lot of photos here. Kang Tao will take a lot of photos with him wherever he goes, whether he is on a business trip or hospitalized.
The picture closest to him on the bedside should have been taken when he was young, in his teens. There were no color cameras at that time. In the picture is a group of young people, about five or six men and two women.
Each man is holding an old Harley motorcycle. The metal frame is completely exposed, which looks quite punk style.
Kang Tao pointed to the photo with a trembling hand and introduced: "When I was young, I made an appointment with a few friends to travel to Ireland. I bought a motorcycle and wanted to ride it around Ireland. Unfortunately, I failed in the end.
Finish."
He pointed to a handsome man in the middle and said: "This is me when I was young, and this is my wife." He then pointed to the man at the end. "His name is Bai Jin. He is a very introverted person. All of us are like this."
I like him very much...it's a pity that he fell down the cliff during this trip."
He leaned on the bed again, his eyes sparkling with water.
"I am the only person in the photo now."
The nurse looked at the time and started rushing people away.
"Sir, the visiting time has passed, you should go out."
She knew Han Qi's face, but she drove Han Qi out mercilessly. Kang Tao had just come out of danger after undergoing a major operation and had to take a good rest.
Han Qi left Italy.
He did not go to the manor to ask about the wine that Old Kang Tao gave him. He felt that he had already received the reward for painting Old Kang Tao, and so far, this was the largest order Han Qi had received.
A month later, a large amount of red wine was delivered to Norway. It was already Christmas time, and Han Qi and Ingrid were preparing to return home for the Spring Festival. The truck delivering the wine drove directly into the garage. Almost everyone came down to watch, including Harald.
king.
He held a bottle of wine and said to Han Qi: "Is this a gift from Kangtao Manor to you?"
"Yes, because I didn't have a wine cellar, I kept it at their house. It should be half of the 1999 Contao red wine."
Harald nodded and said, "It's no wonder."
The worker who delivered the wine saw Han Qi coming downstairs, holding a list for Han Qi to sign. He heard them chatting and said smoothly: "This is not half of it. When we moved, the lawyer asked us to move all the wine in the wine cellar.
They've all moved in, and I have a gift for you to sign for."
"All?" Han Qi was a little surprised.
"kindness."
He followed this man and came to the third truck. The truck's cargo box was still filled with red wine, but there was also something fixed with wood.
Seeing the size of this thing, Han Qi already roughly knew what it was.
Han Qi signed first and got a letter left by Kang Tao.
To my friend Han Qi:
Han Qi, it’s a pity that I can no longer see your works. I still often recall the moment when I saw your oil paintings, as if all the colors around me were removed, leaving only black and white, and all the other colors were in your painting.
among the works.
You have received the gift I gave you. It is the most worthless piece in my collection. My children sneered at it. Haha, I hope you don’t mind giving this to you.
I'm going to die, Han Qi...
…
Seeing this, Han Qi was shocked. He stopped reading the rest of the book and called Kang Tao.
They had only called once on Christmas Day a week ago. Kang Tao's voice was very weak, but he told Han Qi that he was ready to receive the gift from him. It was impossible for someone to die so soon, right?
Why do the more I read this letter, the more I think it is my last words?
The person who answered the phone was not Kang Tao, but Kang Tao's granddaughter. Han Qi remembered him. Kang Tao's relatives were busy with their own careers. In the huge manor, his granddaughter was the only relative who often accompanied him. Han Qi lived in the manor.
During that time, Lao Kangtao tried many times to propose that Han Qi marry her.
But by that time, Han Qi had already made a private lifelong commitment to Ingrid.
After a long time, Han Qi hung up the phone.
Really passed away.
Moreover, Kang Tao had cancer a long time ago and never told his family. It was not until he was seriously ill and comatose at home that his children learned about Kang Tao's current condition.
No wonder she spent so much money to get a portrait of herself from Han Qi.
He was just trying to put on a show, but now his condition has deteriorated rapidly after being discovered by his children.
If Han Qi had made a video call a week ago, he should have known that Kang Tao was already using a ventilator to support his life at that time.
Han Qi sighed, feeling very heavy.
The fan with whom I have the best relationship is Lin Jiayi, and my oil painting fan is Kang Tao. Although there is a big age gap, they have a lot in common when talking about oil painting. This kind of tacit understanding will not cause a generation gap because of age.
.
"well."
Han Qi turned on the light and went downstairs to the garage.
"Click," all the lights in the garage turned on.
The second gift Kang Tao gave Han Qi was placed inside. Han Qi found a tool to pry the wood open, revealing a retro-style Harley-Davidson motorcycle.
It can’t be called retro, because this car is really ancient.
Han Qi looked at the Alfa Romeo and then at the old Hello. He felt that they were both products of the same era. From now on, you will be brothers.
I patted the seat cushion and checked the instrument.
Kontao did not take good care of the motorcycle like King Harald took care of the Alfa sports car. After being stored for a long time, many things had rusted. When I touched the fuel tank, there was only some dust in it. It seems that the car was washed before being sealed.
Once.
Han Qi patted the dust on the cushion and sat on it.
The next day, Han Qi and Ingrid took a flight back to Chengdu. It was good to have a direct flight. They got on the plane to sleep and play with their mobile phones before arriving at the Chengdu International Airport. The Spring Festival is still half a month away.
You can already see the breath of some years.
Of course, if you want to experience the traditional Spring Festival, it is difficult to see it in such a big city.
Nowadays, the New Year has no sense of ritual, especially in a city like this. The New Year is just an opportunity for children to go home and get together with relatives and friends. Because only the Chinese New Year is the most leisurely time of the year, and everyone has the most leisure time.
Time comes to visit everywhere.
In comparison, small cities and even rural areas have a more "New Year flavor".
Borrowing a car and driving home, Han Qi spent a long time looking for a firecracker stall on the side of the road in his hometown. However, there were no fireworks stalls that could be seen everywhere in the past. He did not dare to look at Ingrid's expectant face.
, he promised that he would take her to watch the fireworks when he came back.
As soon as Han Qi got home, before his mother could say anything, he asked, "Why haven't I seen anyone selling fireworks this year?"
"Fireworks? Aren't we banning fireworks in Jiangnan this year?"
"Ah?" Han Qi was dumbfounded.
"Ah, what, some places can put it, some places can't put it, just come back and come with me tomorrow to prepare some New Year's goods."
Ingrid was equally dumbfounded. She could now understand the Tianfu dialect spoken by her mother.
She came to China with great expectations, because there are more types of fireworks in China than in Europe, and they look more beautiful.
Han Qi held her hand and said, "We can just drive to a place where we can set off fireworks."
They are located at the junction of three urban areas, including Tianfu New District, which is only more than ten kilometers away, so it is very convenient to go anywhere. Han Qi has not yet understood which cities cannot be placed, but it will not be
Fireworks and firecrackers are prohibited in all three cities, right?
So what’s the point of this year? Watching the Spring Festival Gala?
After spending a few days with her parents at home, Han Qi took Ingrid to Zigong to watch the Lantern Festival. The Zigong Lantern Festival is very famous in the province and is a national intangible cultural heritage. The annual Spring Festival is also the best time for their tourism industry.
, the tickets sold for the Lantern Festival alone are almost the entire year’s tourism revenue.
It developed early. I heard that during the Tang and Song Dynasties, Zigong’s lantern festival was one of the busiest activities in the surrounding area.
During the Spring Festival, there are originally few interesting things to do in the town, but as long as you are willing to look for them, you can also find many scenic spots suitable for viewing.
There is a place called Qilong'ao that Han Qi has always wanted to visit. When he was a child, he heard that the sea of clouds and sunrise here are very beautiful, but he never had time to go. As an adult, he has only been to the Golden Summit of Mount Emei. He was very lucky to be there for the first time.
I saw the sunrise from the Golden Summit once.
So before the Chinese New Year, my family planned to go riding Longao.
We wanted to watch the sunrise, so we all went out in the afternoon, and it only took us fifty minutes to drive to our destination.
Han Qi found a farmhouse to stay in the scenic spot. The house was a white tent, much like a yurt. It didn't look big, but when you walked in, you found that the space was okay. It could accommodate two beds in a standard room, and it even had air conditioning and
television.
It's not dark yet. Looking around from here, the whole world is surrounded by mountains. There are pines, bamboos and rocks everywhere. This is the topographic feature of Han Qi's hometown.
