die like the dodo

That night, Pei Zian had a dream. He dreamed that a lonely spaceship was traveling in the universe, like a deserted island that could not receive signals, floating in the darkness with no one in it. Time and space were infinitely stretched. staring at the sun.

Burning heat is the symbol given to it by humans. The sun knows nothing, and burns quietly and repeatedly. The scorching heat and scalding are not eternal. One day after billions of years, it will gradually go out, and the smoke will dissipate, leaving behind a star that cannot Detected black dwarf.

"Beep beep——" No one received the signal from the spaceship. Pei Zian saw him in his dream curled up by the hatch, returning to the posture when human beings were born...

After waking up, he fully recorded the dream in his diary. This was not the first time he had such a strange dream. In many dreams, he was a shooting star streaking across the night sky, or a bird picking up a branch beside his lover. Leaping up from the depths of the sea, plunged into the soil and turned into a hard chrysalis shell, the only thing that remains unchanged is loneliness, like a shadow.

Pei Zian was not without expectations, so it was even more unbearable. He sent a messy essay in his diary to Weibo.

"Andrew_lu: The 109th dream is the universe. The sun burns very quietly. The light came from 80 billion years ago. What we see is the past of the universe, but we don't know where the future is. I am waiting for the communication."

"Dididi——" The phone vibrated, and Pei Zian clicked on it, and found that someone had left a message on his Weibo.

"There is nothing in the heart: The earth sent a communication, even if you are locked in a nutshell, you still want to be the king of the infinite universe (＾_＾)☆"

Pei Zian looked at the little smiling face attached to the sentence, and laughed along with him. People always expect love, even if it comes from the comfort of a strange netizen.

Pei Zian clicked on Happy Youfeiyi's Weibo, and found the latest photo of the other party. It was a small pot of succulents, with dewdrops on the plump leaves, which looked round and crystal clear. It was the same as the one he gave to Jiang Yan. same kind.

However, the other party's flower pot is not the simple pottery pot he bought at the flower shop, but a very special crane shape, which seems to be made by himself. chatted.

Andrew_lu: Succulent is very cute, did you make this flowerpot yourself?

Heart is not clothes: Yes ah.

Andrew_lu: The design is very thoughtful, and it will definitely be more beautiful if it is fired in black pottery.

Pei Zian felt that he was a bit presumptuous after posting. The other party might just be playing around in the pottery studio, so he didn't necessarily know that much.

Xinyoufeiyi: OK, try next time!

Pei Zi'an wondered if Xin Youfeiyi was from the same school as him?I couldn't help but continued to ask: Do you make pottery yourself?

Heart has non-clothes: hobbies, there is a small electric kiln.

Pei Zian knew in his heart that he was a lover of cultural relics, and it made sense that he would like to make pottery.

Andrew_lu: If you burn black pottery, you can try the carburizing method, which is very interesting.

Heart is not clothing: take charcoal ashes to bury it?Looks like I'll have to have a barbecue first.

Andrew_lu: It will also make you look ashamed.

Xinyoufeiyi: You tried it, haha.

Andrew_lu: Hmm...

Pei Zian unconsciously thought of the pottery cup he and Lu Boyuan had made together, smiled wryly, his already relieved mood became gloomy again, and he didn't know what to say.

Maybe he should find something else for himself to do, maybe forget it when he gets busy...

He thought so in his heart.

Coincidentally, within a few days, the archaeological team excavated by the Provincial Museum in Inner Mongolia returned, and a batch of Liao Dynasty porcelain returned together. The entire ceramics group was busy with meetings and repairs, and the rotation was almost non-stop.

The site in Xilin Gol belongs to the family cemetery of noble concubines in the Liao Dynasty. Almost all the unearthed porcelain bears the typical characteristics of Liao porcelain. The shape and glaze color have the tribal temperament of the northern nomads. Pei Zian has never been in contact with Liao porcelain before. I had no idea for a while, and I found a lot of research papers and still couldn't start.

So today Pei Zi'an came to the Archaeological Research Department to bother him, asking the archaeological team for advice.Shen Bo, the leader of the archaeological team, is less than fifty, and he is in the prime of life in the archaeological field, but he has been working outdoors all year round, and his face is full of weather-beaten marks.

The archaeological team is also very busy these days, Shen Bo still took lunch time to meet Pei Zian, when Pei Zian opened the door and came in, Shen Bo squatted on the ground with a steamed bun in his mouth, and his notes were spread all over the floor.

When Shen Bo saw Pei Zian, he stood up, clapped his hands, and shook hands with him: "I'm sorry, I'm used to squatting in Tanfang, and I have to squat down to have a look if I can't figure it out."

Shen Bo's speech was humorous, and Pei Zian was not polite, and straight to the point he raised his own doubts: "The color of the shadow blue glaze is white and green, and when there is very little iron in the glaze, the reduction flame will have a blue color, but I tried it. I always feel that there is something wrong with the finished product, Mr. Shen, would you like to help me take a look."

Shen Bo picked up Pei Zian's imitation porcelain to observe it, and said: "Mr. Pei, your glaze color is very close, but the temperament is much worse... Do you understand what I mean?"

Pei Zian sighed, probably knowing what Shen Bo meant, his imitation was only similar in shape but not in spirit, so the difference could be seen at a glance.There is a huge difference between the slightest loss and the restoration of cultural relics. Pei Zian is a little worried, wondering if the old man has studied Liao porcelain.

Shen Bo saw that he was frowning, and suddenly suggested: "Next week, I have to go back to Duolun for a meeting, or else Teacher Pei will also go with me? There are several teachers who study Liao tombs, maybe there will be inspired."

Pei Zian's eyes lit up: "That would be great."

I just happened to go to Inner Mongolia, so I can stay away from someone...