The new series of garden-themed buildings in Jiangnan Hundred Scenes has been officially announced. Do you know what the buildings in this phase are? The following brings you the specific content of the garden series. Interested players must not miss it!
Starting from August 2, the new "Garden" series of buildings will be settled in Jiangnan!
Borrowing Pavilion·Architectural Memories
"Borrowing the land to build a thatched roof, and hanging court clothes on horizontal bamboos. The autumn garden is green in the rain, and living in seclusion is contrary to the world..."
When he was young, Chen Qi often came to this pavilion to read and paint. During the autumn rainy season, he could stay here for a whole day with a pot of tea.
As its name suggests, the pavilion is hidden behind a rockery, with green tiles and eaves, and the chirping of insects and birds. Chen Qi enjoyed this tranquility very much, but from now on, he could spend less and less time alone here.
"You are indeed here! I knew it."
He Xiaoliu, with two messy buns on his head, stood by the steps of the pavilion and looked up at him, with a few spots of mud hanging on his round face.
Chen Qi sighed, put down the book, handed He Xiaoliu a plain handkerchief, and motioned for her to wipe her face.
"Why does it look like this again? Did you catch grasshoppers today too?"
He Xiaoliu waved the handkerchief on his face a few times, and happily bent down to lift a bamboo basket. In the basket lay a small hoe and a few budding orchid seedlings.
"I stopped catching bugs a long time ago, now, you like it!"
Chen Qi's eyes lit up for a moment, and together they planted the orchids next to the pavilion and compacted the soil. Before leaving, He Xiaoliu looked back. The fragrance was faint and the gentleman was like an orchid. She felt inexplicably happy, and ran away quickly before the other party looked over.
Gallery Pavilion·Architectural Memories
He Xiaoliu picked up a poem manuscript when he was wandering around the mansion. The good rice paper was crumpled into a crumpled ball of paper, but the handwriting on it was clear and neat. At first glance, it was written by Chen Qi.
She held it up and looked at it for a long time, feeling that it was very well written. After asking for the owner's permission, she took pen and ink and copied it on the only wall of the pavilion.
Chen Qi, who was passing by accidentally, just glanced sideways and took half a step back in shock: "Who did this?"
"Hehe, the writing is a bit ugly, so I can just read it."
He Xiaoliu had a little ink on his nose and his toes on the ground, looking like he was waiting for praise. Chen Qi's expression changed several times, and finally he pulled up his sleeves and tried to erase the words.
"No, no, it took me a long time to write it!" He Xiaoliu rushed over.
"There's still time before the ink is dry."
"I don't allow it!"
"Then change the title to yours..."
The two refused to give in to each other, and in the end, this childish little poem turned into a blur of handwriting and remained on the white wall forever.
Lanxiang Veranda·Architectural Memories
Many years later, Chen Qi returned to the mansion where he lived as a child and met He Xiaoliu on the verandah.
At that time, they were already adults, and the childish look on their brows was no longer the same. Their eyes met, and both sides were surprised for a moment, but soon put on a decent smile and exchanged a few polite greetings.
He Xiaoliu looked at Chen Qi quietly, expecting that he must be living a good life these years. She never found a chance to tell him what was on her mind when she was young. Because she gradually understood that they were two different types of people.
One of them is the son of the housekeeper, and the other is the maid in the mansion. One is quiet and the other is active. One dreams of becoming a traveler like Xu Xiake, and the other dreams of becoming an official and starting a family.
The veranda still echoes with the shadows of childhood pursuits, and vague writings remain on the white wall of the verandah. Year after year, they pass by each other after exchanging pleasantries, borrowing the fragrance of orchids from the pavilion.
Regret? Maybe.
But He Xiaoliu firmly believes that meeting each other occasionally and saying a few words is the best ending for them.