Huang Yimin‘s Exhibition

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At dusk, sunset is red at Tongzi River, reclining riverside lover, homing swallows sound of birdsong, the palace walls there was poetic.

At midnight, while the palace wall on one side is immersed in the residential palace alley in the dim light: incomplete brick joints and withered grass, small self build kitchen;honeycomb coals briquette and discarded and piled up the old furniture, self binding mop, broom and had loaded paint rubbish barrel, share several open the tap water pool, the old chimney wrapped in into the vat for the coming year, To stretch forward without a word. Not far away from the tall figure in Donghuamen ,to remind people, here's every brick stone from the old age. behind of Self kitchen was royal guards in housing has long been divided into small ,can not see appearance, alley toilet proportion is peculiar in the huge roof, north of breathable window that gable extraordinary thickness, under the eaves of exposed tiles in the Ming Dynasty, the palace wall of mottled left by the previous dynasties cinnabar, corner of the trash pad is 500 years before the Ming Dynasty brick...

Casual time, created a "the Imperial Palace alley". On the historic life people, with their ordinary daily life to create a poetic.

Came back Beijing to catch up with the demolition of the palace alley, symbiosis and historic romantic stage into a pile of rubble Li, emptied of its the, bulldozer not recognition brick broken rafters of origin, the common memory palace alley and an aunt. Her eyes were red with crying, bent over in search of something...

The Imperial Palace lane,the end of the day, is to remember the.
Go Baidu can not find its name