In Search of Porcelain [Contest Edition]

What impressed me the most in the book "Looking for Porcelain" was the sentence "The sky is shining". Three short words, but it contains countless words. It was Lin Su who made up his mind to leave Jingdezhen again and again to see the outside world. It was Song Guici who went to China from New Zealand just to make up for that ceramic cup. The moment when the cup was successfully fired, it was their skylight. There are not too many emotional lines in the short 20,000 words, but this has become the best finishing touch. Even without the emotional support of the male and female protagonists, the humanistic spirit behind the story is still transmitted to every reader through the text. When I read the successful firing, I found that I had actually shed tears. A collection of short stories rich in stories and emotions, successfully integrated everyone's emotions into it. The core of the story is the fusion of China and the West, the inheritance of traditional intangible cultural heritage techniques, the dream of a small town girl who wants to get out of the town, and the bond between children and parents. Perhaps this is the true meaning of reading novels, to feel the true spirit through words. Lin Su always wanted to get out of the small town and see the bigger world, but after graduation, she saw that she was still trapped in the small town. She did not really hate the place where she grew up. He would treat his graduation project very carefully and introduce all his knowledge about ceramics to Song Guici. Just like Song Guici said to her, she had never hated ceramics and the place where she grew up. Some people meet, not to stay together, but to leave a trace of luster in each other's lives, and then go further into the distance. Ceramics are fragile, but the emotions and growth within them are indestructible. Every artifact has its own story and luster. A piece of ceramic is broken, but there are countless friendships in the ceramic. I don't think that the lack of emotional lines will affect the integrity and readability of the whole story. What we really have is the delicacy and beauty hidden behind the words. In this short story, love takes up the smallest proportion. The concepts between parents and children, the integration of Chinese and Western cultures, the inheritance of intangible cultural heritage handicrafts, the mutual sympathy between craftsmen, and the spirit of craftsmanship are all the highlights of the article. The different concepts between Lin Su and her parents are actually very similar to the generation gap between one generation and another, just like Zhang Ruoxu's poem "Life is endless from generation to generation, and there is no moon on the spring river." Each generation has its own concepts, but it is undeniable that the eternal pure love Love, the term "left-behind children" is familiar to us, but the sadness behind it may only be understood by those who have truly experienced it. So when Lin Su was awakened by the sound of motorcycles again and again, and realized in her sleep that her parents were leaving again, what kind of sadness was in the tears she shed? What parents want to give is a better life, while what children want is a happy childhood accompanied by their parents. The conflict between the two is vividly displayed in the article. From crying at the beginning to looking at it calmly at the end, Lin Su's growth is something I didn't expect. Rational thinking makes his whole image fuller and more vivid on the paper, making her better herself. Song Guici had an extreme desire for culture. Perhaps his name laid the foundation for all this from the very beginning. Guici, Guici, Song Guici seemed to have been born to be on this land, but something went wrong. It's fate, it's fate. From the very beginning, Master Chen's refusal to agreement reflected the spirit of craftsmanship and the friendship between masters. He never refused (this reminds me of the old man in Burning Incense, who is also the inheritor). Only by working hard can you achieve success. Finally, let's talk about the writing. The article is coherent and rich in regional culture, involving food, culture, and humanistic care. It really gives me an immersive experience like being in the Jingdezhen market (to be honest, the food section made me hungry [covering my face and laughing]). It is not long, but there are always surprises. Summary: "Returned to Jingde, writing with bare hands" (Sorry for the bad writing)

"Looking for Porcelain" While reading, this song played in my mind involuntarily. Hence this review with a lot of personal understanding (crossed out, nonsense). [Open the door to the world, you are the one who stands outside and is afraid of being late] "What's wrong with Jingdezhen? You have to go out." -Zhang Qin and Lin's father went to work in Zhejiang when Lin Su was young, hoping to provide their children with a better life. They wanted to help their children "open the door to the world", but were afraid that their children would "stand outside the door and be late." This is the epitome of many parents in China. "Entrustment" has become a personal issue for middle-aged people, and "everything is for the good of their children" is their goal. The young and immature children don't seem to understand their good intentions. "Can the missing companionship in childhood be repaid?" To this day, I still feel that this is an unsolvable proposition. Just one sentence, "Everything back then had its own difficulties." -Lin Su grew up in Jingdezhen. She felt that she was trapped in this world. She didn't want to engage in ceramics. She wanted to go out and see. The development and opportunities outside are endless, maybe this is what she is pursuing. She said she hated this city, but Song Guici told her, "In fact, you like ceramics and Jingdezhen very much. You don't hate this place as much as you show." Of course, if you really hate it, you won't put a lot of effort into your graduation project, you won't talk about it in front of porcelain, and you won't miss and understand the delicacies in the town. Her dislike was attached to Jingdezhen by the emotion she had been missing since childhood. The sound of motorcycles that I heard when I was young still fills my ears from time to time, and I can't stop talking about it. [Holding a serious heart that doesn't know how to care] Pushing open the door of the world is actually pushing the door of time. It's a conversation between my current self and my younger self. But when I was young, I had the kind of childhood where I had no parental care and suffered a lot of injustice. Because I feel wronged, I am serious and careless, so I am hurt, so I am eager. [The mud on the left hand, the mud on the right hand] [Sadness in the left eye, stubbornness in the right eye] "After all, your destiny is in your own hands." "New Year's toys" "Kaolin soil" "Roaring steam pipes" "Broken porcelain" -Actually, this is just me rambling, but it still has a slight relationship with Ci, so feel free to take a look. - If you want to make good porcelain, you need good soil. Generations of inheritors pass down the craftsmanship, just like this, it is passed down in handfuls of clay. Yuzhen's hand cup and Master's relics all symbolize a kind of inheritance. "The utensils are silent, but you can see that they have souls." What is hidden inside is the culture and emotions passed down. Master Chen changed hands and gave the porcelain to the person who had closed his eyes. I hope that he will not forget his tradition and his roots, and that he will also reminisce about the past. -Clay, painting and porcelain firing of left and right hands. It was an indelible and clear memory that filled Lin Su's mind. "The stubbornness of the left eye, the sadness of the right eye" was her expression of sadness when her parents left. Waking up in a dream and crawling out of bed to chase after her was her last stubbornness. Is it not because the parents were sad when they left their daughter, and had no choice but to walk at night and be stubborn in order to make money. In fact, this article mainly writes about the female protagonist and her parents. The male protagonist appears in very little space (sorry), but I want to talk about the two protagonists at the end. It's less than 20,000 words long, and I don't think the lack of emotional lines is its downfall. On the contrary, it suits my heart very well. If you have to include emotional lines in just tens of thousands of words, it will be uncomfortable. Not all books need fairy tale endings. I am not a person who believes that love at first sight can last forever. Song Guici and Lin Su only knew each other for a few days. If they decided to stay together based on just a few days of communication, that would be too "fast-food love", as if they were just aiming for dating. It's good to stop there, leaving me some space to think about them in the future: will Song Guici fly back to New Zealand and then go there, or will Lin Su follow the past, or will Lin Su stay in Jingdezhen and become Master Chen's apprentice or go out to make a career or more... As fate would have it, two people from different generations met, one was a boy born in New Zealand, and the other was a girl from Jingdezhen. What happens to them after that is up to fate again. They met by fate, doing business on Cultural and Creative Street and walking through Jingdezhen. Repairing porcelain and looking for thoughts also rely on fate. People who happened to mention it, looking for contact information everywhere, porcelain given because of "fate". Fate is really a wonderful thing. Putting aside the emotional line, there is still much in the book worth savoring: Left-behind children and parents; urban and rural development and new waves; inheritance of porcelain culture; exploration and remembrance of roots; exciting food and attractions; kind people and all kinds of… If I were to recommend one sentence, it should be "Don't miss it because there is no emotional line." 2025.8.29 10:43 Chinese Valentine's Day

After reading Xunci, I remembered that I was born in my grandmother's house in Dehua, the ceramic capital of the world. I stayed here until I was six years old. My parents worked in Fuzhou. They originally took me to Fuzhou when I was two years old, but they had to go to work and had no time to take me. They sent me to kindergarten. I only spoke Hokkien at that time. The teacher spoke Mandarin and I couldn't understand it. The teacher also didn't know what I was talking about. I stayed there for more than a week. I cried every day. They sent me back to Dehua. I grew up in Fujian. I rarely go out of the province, and my parents prefer me to study at university in the province. But I want to go out and see the outside world. Well, I wrote an inexplicable text hh, I hope the future will be better.

The utensils are silent, but they have souls

I cried when I read it╥╥The writing is really good 💪

Stop stop stop. Why don't you even know the twenty-four solar terms?

I like this word count 🙏

Suddenly I thought of an article I saw before

This is actually a food article. I'm so hungry.

If you like it, "Fate is ultimately in your own hands."