Water Moon Wind Flowers. Gulangyu

Author: Ren Zhongya
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Publish Date: 2005-01-01
Features: Preface Everything started with that illusory idea, she said: Do you believe in past lives? I feel like I was from here in my previous life. This overly sentimental woman, for this mere fantasy, abandoned everything, left her hometown, and settled down with him on Gulangyu Island ever since. Day in and day out, they wandered countless times through the quiet alleys, time and again, that familiar feeling washed over her, and gradually, in melancholy and obsession, she began to see it as her homeland. And you, AIR? “I love this place where I can walk around barefoot all year round!” So it was for this couple, one a myth of architecture, the other a deconstruction. No matter what, after they had explored every corner of this small island, in a room filled with books, AIRCOUPLE was born. This small personal website captured their lives, along with snippets of Gulangyu. They drifted along, designing, writing, drinking a bit of wine, listening to some music, occasionally leaving, their hearts filled with longing. “What else?” What else? When they took their son along, at different times in each season, they gradually photographed their house, the sunset, the alleys, the crowds, the cats. As these photos accumulated day by day, they sighed that they couldn’t capture the birds’ songs on camera too. Meanwhile, her words about Gulangyu gradually took shape. And so, www.onislet.com was born. And so was this book. Water Moon Wind and Flowers · Gulangyu.
How is it that such a small island carries the dream of returning home for the Nanyang overseas Chinese? How is it that such a small island allows the waves to fade away, letting the music flow through the night? How is it that spring grasses flutter over the upturned eaves, turning back to gaze at past splendor? Western winds, Eastern seas, an island of memories. If you can stay for a day, enjoy the romance of the island. If he can stay for a month, let all worldly troubles dissipate. I’d like to live a lifetime, continuing the strange bond with him from a past life.