人的记忆和生命一样脆弱,于是建筑往往成为一种图腾崇拜,一种记忆的物质载体,甚至建筑本身的意义远不止在于此时此刻,它负载着我们和时间抗争的历史,当青石板上长出了湿漉漉的青苔、当墙壁露出斑驳的色彩,当建筑老去,我们却或许得到了永恒。 Human memory is as fragile as life, so architecture often becomes a kind of material carrier of totem worship, a kind of memory, and even the meaning of architecture itself goes far beyond the moment when it carries the history of our struggle against time. Growing wet moss, when the walls reveal mottled colors, when the building is old, we may have been eternal.