As early as 2,000 years ago, the architectural theorist of the Augustan period of ancient Rome, Vitruvius, put forward the classic view of the three elements of architecture of "applicability, solidity and beauty" in his famous "Ten Books of Architecture", which was regarded as a model by later generations and passed down from generation to generation.

At the beginning of the 17th century, the architect Henry Wooden proposed that a good building must have three qualities: "solid, functional, and cheerful." Westerners regard "sturdiness" and "practicality" as the first and second principles for evaluating good buildings. Therefore, when China's ancient buildings have been destroyed or "disappeared" with the passage of time, the buildings of ancient Greece, ancient Rome and ancient Egypt in the West are still well preserved, interpreting their own culture with real objects. Through the comparison of Chinese and Western architecture, it can be seen that China and the West are different in terms of conceptual culture, institutional culture and material culture. Characteristic forms and styles of aesthetic value in Chinese architecture.

From the pre-Qin period to the middle of the 19th century, it was basically a closed and independent system, and the style changed little in more than 2,000 years, and it is commonly known as ancient Chinese architectural art. After the middle of the 19th century, with the change of social nature and the large import of foreign architecture, especially Western architecture, Chinese architecture and world architecture had more contact and exchanges, and the architectural style underwent rapid changes, commonly known as Chinese modern architectural art. Ancient Chinese architectural art has developed and matured in the society, it takes the wooden structure of the Han nationality as the main body, and also includes the excellent buildings of various ethnic minorities, which is a unique art system with the longest history in the world, the most widely distributed area, and the style is very obvious.

Ancient Chinese architecture had a direct impact on ancient architecture in Japan, Korea, and Vietnam, and after the 17th century, it also had an impact on Europe.

Her insights are unique and profound, and her understanding is clear and thorough with yours. Sure enough, her understanding of Chinese and Western architecture is really not a cover. At this moment, there was a person behind her unconsciously, sneaky, and she knew that she was not a serious person at a glance. He looked around, as if he was looking for something, as if he was trying to get something.

Sure enough, when he saw a lot of people, he began to start. It turned out that he was a pickpocket. I've always heard that crowded places like airports and train stations are always so inappropriate and always a little scary, but today, I got my wish and saw a "different side" here. He slipped the clip into his pocket, and the movements were small and light. Like a doctor on the operating table, moving quickly and accurately, looking for the target for a while, he seemed to smile, the eyebrows on his forehead that were originally slightly anxious, have completely dispersed, as if he put it in, and now he is very careful to retract his hand, and there is a black wallet in the palm of his hand, as if nothing happened, as if he put his wallet back in his pocket.

And just as he thinks he's got it, Yumi is staring at him with a pair of blazing eyes. "How about it, will you hand it over yourself or will I take it back myself?" the pickpocket saw that the matter was revealed, but he didn't want to slap the fat in his hands in vain, he looked at the bulging wallet with his eyes, and then thought about how to escape and leave in the fastest way. He suddenly glanced to the left and saw two old men approaching, so he was going to wait for the two old men to come and run. But this little trick, how can you hide from Yumi's clever eyes. Just as the thief tried to run away on his own, Yumi grabbed his sleeve quickly, and then there was a leg lift.

"Ah......h Perhaps, the sound of broken eggs can be heard from afar across the table, and perhaps, this heart-rending scream can be heard from afar. Yumi snatched back his bag with his hand, and then said fiercely: "Dare to grab something in public, I think you are impatient." "Grandma, spare your life, I was wrong, I hope you will raise your noble hand and let me go."

"Hmph, let you go, so that you can harm others, right?" "No, no, no, I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore. You're going to mess with me this time. "Hmph, don't be verbose, why didn't you think about this when you just stole something, no, go to the Public Security Bureau for me immediately, I have to treat people like you." At this time, hearing that there was a commotion here, and there were many onlookers, the security personnel of the airport came over and asked what was the matter, and after explaining the reason, the security personnel took the thief away, and the people dispersed.

At this time, the people next to him must have recalled: This is too domineering, too powerful, awesome, who will dare to provoke this little aunt and grandmother in the future, this will not discount your legs. Alas, but I like it, hehe, if I can marry such a beautiful and charming little beauty in the future, I will die under her obscenity, and I will be a ghost. And in the distance, there was a man who saw it all. "Alright, it's time for me to go out. This little aunt and grandmother are still so hot-tempered, alas.

He said jokingly as he walked slowly towards her. "Alas, Mi'er. "Ah, Brother Hainan, why did you pick me up, why didn't they come to my family." "They have something to do, so they can't come for the time being, so they let me come over, and I'm fine anyway. "Why, listening to your tone, don't you like Brother Hainan to pick you up?" "No, how is it possible? It's too late for me to be happy." Brother Hainan, you are still the best for me. "The reunion after a long absence, so that the two children who have been childhood sweethearts since childhood are very happy and excited. Love is always imagined to be more beautiful than reality, and so is the meeting, and so is the farewell.

We thought that love was deep, deep, and in the coming years, we would let you know that it was only very shallow, very shallow. The deepest and heaviest love must grow with time. Turn back the clock and get together again. Familiar and unfamiliar, strange and familiar, familiar and unfamiliar faces have inadvertently been covered with wrinkles, and gray hair is faintly white. However, we don't comprehend, we still sing and swim in the past. Everyone has their own piece of forest, those who are lost are lost, and those who meet will meet again. The meeting in Pingshui may be a kind of fate, but the wrong meeting is a sadness, a beautiful misunderstanding.

Meeting is a song, we raise a glass, we sing about wine, pull the family short, count the children's affection, talk and laugh, unscrupulous. What is poured out is the truth, and what is treasured is friendship. Meeting is fate, knowing each other is the most beautiful, loving each other is a sin, and staying together is the most tiring! When you say you break up when you love so much that you can't love, who has failed whom? The days of meeting are as light as water, and it doesn't matter who loves anyone. Because at that time, no one was anyone's own, and the sea and sky flew freely. Acacia, looking forward to it night and night, looking forward to meeting.

Listening to the song "Colorful Clouds Chasing the Moon", tears fall! That is the outpouring of the heart! The sound of the resentful flute seems to tell me whether we can meet again after parting? At this time, alone in the dark looking at the moon and thinking of Jun, there are my thoughts reconciled with blue lovesick tears, floating to you in the distant night. I never asked for it, beauty give me your whole life. If I can meet you in a foreign land full of cherry blossoms, or on a snow-capped mountain. If you can love deeply once and then part, then no matter how long your life is, it's just, it's just a short moment when you look back. Listening to this euphemistic and moving melody, I think of our most beautiful encounter! To be able to meet you on my mobile phone text message in this life is the most beautiful encounter in my life.

If life had never met, I would still be the same person, dreaming occasionally, and then, day after day, I began to run around and drown in the hustle and bustle of the city. Encounter, what a moving term. In this vast sea of people, in this vast sea of nets, how many encounters pass by every day, and how many pass by in a hurry every day. Perhaps, our encounter is destined to be just a passing pass in this life, just like a specific scene is staged in a specific scene, and the destination that should have loved each other turned into each other's numbness in the end.

Since I had you, I have had too many worries in my heart; Since having you, my life is no longer lonely; Since having you, my life has been colorful ever since, and you are the most beautiful encounter in my life. Forever, forever is just a forever. Perhaps, it's just a dream and an expectation. Being able to have it is the most beautiful thing after meeting in this life. If I hadn't met in my life, I wouldn't believe that there was a kind of person who could never get tired of seeing it, and there was a kind of person who felt warm as soon as they got to know him.

I like that kind of fate, as if it was a foreseeable dream, knowing that you have traveled thousands of miles for me, but I feel that the grass is delicious and the flowers are colorful, as if you and I have just met for the first time. The unexpected encounter, the intersection of time and space is only at this moment, stagnant, seems to follow, only for an instant. When we met, we had already missed the most beautiful flowering period in our lives! The wrong time, the right person, is destined to be a wordless ending. This encounter is so beautiful that it is bone-chilling, so beautiful that it trembles, so beautiful that it is lonely, and it is so beautiful that it is amazing.

Time is sprinkled in the flowing water, all the way to the east, without stopping. Life is a flat boat, drifting involuntarily in the river of time. Trust is like a piece of paper, wrinkled, even if it is smoothed, it cannot be restored to its original state. Time may not prove many things, but it must be able to see through many thingsThe tragedy of life is not that the goal is not achieved, but that there is no goal to achieve. Time may not necessarily be emotional, but it must see people's hearts, and time will tell the truth. True happiness is that you can only enjoy the happiness in front of you if you let go of your former self.

Happy times are those that you never presupposed, but they will come to mind from time to time, when the environment and people present a mottled softness, and those memories are truly beautiful. Be grateful for the difficult years in your life, and don't see them as bad things, but as opportunities to learn and grow. As long as you find the right direction in life, you will not be lost. To live, in fact, it is not easy, it requires a kind of courage; Living well is actually very difficult, you need to learn to cherish it, and you have to learn to give up.

Change the world with your smile, don't let the world change your smile. Who can pack tickets for their own lives, and no one can pack tickets for other people's lives. Being kind to yourself and making yourself the best is more rewarding than being kind to others. A different mindset can lead to a different way of living. I heard that all encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence. The thoughts that once floated in the dark fragrance, and the blank time were just waiting for someone to recall the mottled memories.

The hourglass of time precipitates the past that cannot be escaped, and the hands of memory always pick up those bright sorrows. Disappointment, sometimes a kind of happiness. Because I was expecting, I was disappointed. Because there is love, there will be expectation. Life is like a cup of unsweetened coffee, which tastes bitter and astringent, but has a lingering aftertaste that will not fade for a long time. When the tears are gone, what is left should be strong. Sometimes, love is also a kind of hurt, cruel people, choose to hurt others, kind people, choose to hurt themselves.

Life should be both light and flavorful. Every ordinary day, we have a good life, and it is not an easy task. Nothing in this world happens by chance, and everything happens for a reason. The so-called true generosity is to let go of your worries, worries, separations, attachments, and all of them. The more I try to forget, the more I remember it, and memory is a torturous thing. Life is really ironic, a person can really become the most disgusting person he has ever been.

We are the dots, lines, and planes in different quadrants, but we meet inexplicably in the realm that transcends time and space, you look back at me, I look back at you... Always detach. The beginning is also the end, I met you, but I want to separate. The world is as small as a street setting, we meet, you nod, omitting all the past, omitting greetings. Maybe the joy is just a process, and everything is over. All encounters in the world are reunions after a long absence, some people come and go, some go and return, some people are close at hand, some people are far away in the world, some people pass by, and some people walk all the way.

Maybe they met at the end of one of the two roads, walked together for a distance, and said goodbye at the next fork in the road. In any case, it is inevitable that the sadness of the end of the song will be scattered, and the men and women with unique style in it will be more charming if they are touched with the text. A person's ideological and cultural cultivation has also been raised to a higher level. Some people lament the lack of good men in life, and good love is always wrong with themselves. But as long as you keep your eyes on the most beautiful moments, leave them to the most beautiful you.