No. 012 Poems Glass vase
Glass vase
(9 June 1997)
Who saw you burned to the ground
Meicheng Venus is blowing a big bubble
I don't have siblings when I blow it out
It is located as an ornament, which is the original appearance
No matter how long the treasure can be held?
There is no wedding dress
Bright and clean who gives covering
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞
It was shattered and shattered a long time ago
At first, it was also very hard, and it was also deeply hidden, and it was a material
Someone spends a fortune to dig you out of the house
Suppression, stabbing, and crushing are the first price
Break into sand and add color and stir
Crying into a solution in more than a thousand degrees
Teardrops cut two hundred times per minute
Is it still you who have become a glass ball?
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞
Today is destined to be incomprehensible
The scenery of being home-raised
will be a small space in the interior
It's very open
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞
In my deep gaze
Hello, small, small
Who is it
Lift the lid on your steadfastness
Plug in the head full of pearls
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞
Flutter your gaze
It's your sun
Half a glass of water is your only nourishment
Since then, you have become a colorful landscape
Laugh on other people's faces
But I cried in my aching stomach
day after day
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The poignant beauty of each branch
A little bit of bitterness
in your hard shell
Filled with bitter water
Your moon-clear heart
Whether it has also turned into glass
No matter how weak it is over the smoke clouds
It's still harder than ceramic
Better than me
Painted with mud
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞
I'm another bee butterfly for you
It can liquefy your bitter water
Sneak into your chest in the night
Went deep and deep
Let my dreams be cold
and seek the liquid that is in you
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Even though the body is smooth and warm as jade
No matter how many eyes I have appreciated
You're still going to have to be alone
You can't talk about your bitterness
No matter to whom
Including me, who grew up in clothes
As soon as you pour out your brightness, you will dry up
∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞∞
Forget it, forget it, break it
Don't break it
Some people are afraid of glass
You are my heart
A moment of shattering
Rubbing when it explodes into flowers
You imitate it realistically
Let my heart break into an eternal landscape
Just happened to be stared at
Tasting
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Moldless blowing: One of the most common molding methods in glassware manufacturing, which can be divided into two types: manual blowing and machine blowing. Artificial blowing is commonly known as "blowing big bubbles". In the 5th century, this technique was introduced from Central Asia to China, which stimulated and led to the development of Chinese glass-making technology, and from then on, China began to use the blowing method to make hollow glassware, that is, glass containers. The method is to dip one end of the copper or iron blow pipe into the glass melt, and then blow the air at the other end of the blow pipe to make the melt form the required shape, and finally cut it with scissors. During the blowing process, the technician's hand rotates the blowpipe constantly, on the one hand, so that the glass melt does not lose, and on the other hand, the viscous flow of the glass is used to mold into the desired shape. It is necessary to coordinate and cooperate in order to achieve perfection of the product, so it is quite difficult. The size, thickness, and shape of the glassware are controlled and controlled by the size of the blowing volume, the slow and urgent course, and the rotation speed of the blowing cylinder.
Molded blowing: Compared with moldless blowing, first use copper or iron to form a hollow model, and then use a blowing tube to dip the glass melt into the mold, put it into the mold to blow, until the melt completely fills the inner wall of the model, and after cooling, the mold is removed. In this way, it is possible to manufacture special shapes such as squares and polygons, as well as complex parts such as ears, mouths, and feet. Molded blowing greatly enriches the shape and artistry of the utensils.
P.S. [What Shen Zhou said]
1). It's a little regret, a day passes, as if no one cares, 'who is it // Lift the lid of your loyalty'. The vase is a beautiful woman known all over the world, but how many people care about the pain of losing virginity?
2). Life is difficult to deal with. I have already gone wrong, impetuous, frivolous, and top-heavy and detached from my roots. I also had to collect some of my energy and devote it to the writing of "Intelligence Power".
3). To say to the vase, she is not me. She said, it's strange that you can afford to look down on me.