The introduction of the old house, what is the old house?

The song "Old House" is selected from Shuimu Nianhua** "Life with You", composed by Lu Gengxu and arranged by Li Jian.

Old house, formerly known as Zhou Guangfu; Word; Blessing; Yoshida; Code name; Old House, alias; Andy's Book House. National first-class artist (calligraphy).

Current: Vice Chairman of the Chinese Calligraphers and Painters Association and Vice Chairman of the Shandong Provincial Branch;

Vice Chairman of the Hong Kong International Chinese Calligraphers and Painters Association;

Vice Chairman of the Artists Association of the Chinese Academy of Scholars;

Vice Chairman of Shandong Branch of Chinese Artists Association;

Vice President of Shandong Branch of China Hanlin Academy of Painting and Calligraphy;

Consultant of China Collection Association;

In 2013, his works were exhibited in Hong Kong and won the title of "2013 China's Top 100 Calligraphers and Painters".

In 2014, his calligraphy and painting works won the title of "Most Collectible Calligrapher and Painter" in the international Chinese calligraphy and painting circles.

In 2015, he won the title of "China's Top 100 Calligraphers and Painters".

In 2016, he won the first prize of China's "Yellow River Cup" Calligraphy and Painting Competition.

In 2016, he won the third prize of the "Xu Xiake-Snow Leopard Cup" Calligraphy and Painting Competition.

In 2016, he won the title of "China's Top 100 Calligraphers and Painters".

In 2016, he won the first prize in the calligraphy of "Love My China" in the 3rd "Meet in Beijing" National Literary and Art Competition.

In 2016, the calligraphy work "Man Jianghong" was collected by Yunnan Jinhaitai Art Investment Management Co., Ltd. The calligraphy works of "Buddha Yuan" were collected by the merits of Zibo Boshan Zhengjue Temple.

In 2017, he won the gold medal of the second "Zhongtian Education Cup" National Calligraphy and Painting Competition, and his works were collected by the first "Tianya Haijiao Cup" company Sanya Tianya Haijiao Tourism Company.

In 2017, he won the Excellence Award and collected it in the 15th China Pu'er Tea Festival Tea Horse Ancient Road and Tea Horse Ancient Town Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition.

In 2017, he was awarded the title of Brand Influence and Innovative Artist on the List of China's Good Brand Art Figures. In February 2020, he was awarded the title of (Love Ambassador) by Beijing Xingtan Auction.

From 2017 to 2019, he was the brand spokesperson for Moutai Town Baijiu and Australian Bailida Red Wine. In 2020, he will be the spokesperson of Kweichow Moutai Ancient Distillery Group's Xiqian Artisan series of liquors; 2020 2021 was included in the bilingual edition of Who's Who in the World

Dilapidated old house. Terrible sound.

Moving was born where you raised you and you live in a new place, however the former is an old house. Silent cottage.

Antique old houses, haunting old houses, tall and sturdy old houses, dilapidated old houses, crumbling old houses, stormy old houses, old houses with a long history.

An old house refers to an old house; The former residence, from "The Academy".

Brother came to ** said.

The old house of the old family fell.

In a remote mountain village.

The old house sits east and faces west.

Back against a hill.

The old house was my father's nest for us.

We are the birds that our father released from the flight.

The old house took my father a lifetime of hard work.

The foundation is strong.

It was built by my father out of stones.

The walls are also thick.

It was my father who rammed it with clay.

Wheat straw on the original roof.

Later it was replaced by Bois.

Usually on the wall of the old house.

Always hung with sickles and baskets.

There are also hoes and nail rakes.

It's just in the month of Wax.

Bacon and fish hung on the walls of the old house.

Hanging with the best memories of our childhood.

The earthen walls are covered with beehives.

There are also two trembling swallow nests.

Under the same roof.

Swallows and wall bees.

It was our best childhood friend.

After living in the county seat.

The old house has been vacant.

My father often returned to the old house.

Tidy up there.

When my father was dying.

Insist on going back to the old house.

My father walked in the old house.

It wasn't long before my father left.

I went back to visit the old house.

The old house is even older.

The old house is like my father's old buddy.

It finally went with his father.

My hometown is in Chengtan, although I didn't grow up there, the old can be Qingming every year, and I will return to that old town during the New Year. And the most unforgettable thing in my hometown is the old house.

The old house is in a small alley that is as old as it is. There are rows in it, all of which are rooms of the same age as grandpa. The old eaves have been eroded by time, and there are no doors at all, only a rough block with wooden planks.

In such a humble house, the simple townspeople live day after day, year after year, busy and peaceful.

The old house is only opened a few times a year, and I like it most when my grandfather opens the door with the rusty key. Gently pushing open the thick wooden board, a breath of ancient mystery came to the face, inside the door, there is a small courtyard, the floor of the yard is paved with pebbles, the gap between the stones is covered with moss, plus the sunlight, it is like stepping into a fairyland. Stepping on this fluffy carpet, I suddenly heard the crisp sound of dripping water coming from my ears.

Oh, it turned out that the rain quietly fell into a large vat, making every cell in your body jump with it, making the mood cheerful and happy. A year later, the old house has not changed at all. The red pillars, the cracked vat, and the swallow's nest on the beams, still haven't changed at all.

The old house is like trapped in amber, painted by time, but it has not changed in the slightest.

The most charming place in the old house is probably the rooftop. When I was a child, my parents wouldn't tell me how to go to the rooftop. Probably because I was too annoying.

I was left alone on the small bench, biting my fingers to see the swallows perched on the railing of the rooftop. Later, my uncle took me to the rooftop. When I first stood in the place of my childhood longing, I found that there were two trees and many flowers growing on the rooftop!

No one has ever taken care of them, but they are still dressed in emerald green, showing the color of life. They imprisoned their roots in a small flower pot, and accompanied the old house to absorb so much wind and rain. Looking back, in the courtyard, I seemed to see myself sitting there biting my fingers.

The charm of the old house is like its dusty pillars, creaking stairs, and the vicissitudes of life, while the charm of the old house is like the moss in the yard, the swallows on the roof railing, and the hole is full of vitality. I think the biggest charm of the old house is probably the sincere nostalgia for the past when I looked at the rooftop and bit my fingers.

The charm of the old house has been precipitated in memory for a long time.

There are always some old ** who can instantly bring memories back.

Remember the old house in the countryside? I can't remember what I looked like when I was a child, but I can't forget the spring, summer, autumn and winter in my memory.

The old house is a testimony of history.

The patches of broken green tiles on the old house.

Witness the passage of time.

has experienced the ups and downs of history.

The tiles of the old house have stood the baptism of time.

Witness the passage of time.

Remember such a roof? When I changed my teeth when I was a child, I always threw the lost tooth on the roof.

Spring comes and goes. Swallows returning from the south will make nests on the beams.

In front of the old house in the middle of summer, the grandmother shook the pu fan to enjoy the coolness.

Autumn harvest season.

Witness the joy of a good harvest.

In winter, a ray of sunlight passes through the cracks of the window and the old door reflects the vicissitudes and vicissitudes of history.

The faithful big yellow dog will always lie on his stomach like this, waiting for his owner to return to hail.

On the wall of the old house, our great *** quotations are clearly visible.

I often go around the big stove to help my mother add firewood.

The farming tools at the door of the old house are neatly placed, as if soldiers are ready to go to the battlefield at any time.

Dustpans, sieves, sickles, these labor tools inheritors of our Chinese sons and daughters of the story of hard work.

Stone grinding, when I was a child, I couldn't push it even with all my strength.

A stone trough for cattle raising.

Grandpa's homemade children's car, having a lot of fun.

There are also old things that were unique to childhood.

Do you remember what the object in this picture is called? What for?