BANXIAOXUE Ban Xiaoxue 2020 spring and summer new product "PRESENT" conference

BAN XIAOXUE | 2020 S/S

- PRESENT -

The gift is now

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| Forgotten Memorial|

"She said that she remembered when she was a child, Dad gave her a doll every year." In a blink of an eye, more than 20 dolls were covered with dust and dust at the bottom of the room. After more than ten years of fermentation, the memory becomes bright and unrealistic. Perhaps these dolls will become their own carriers at night, and they will be blocked within the wall of rich fatherly love. And we have gone further and further, chasing after our own life path, never looking back.

One day I suddenly realized that we have a function - memory. It is almost proportional to what is added to it at the age of the year. The longer the age, the more things you remember. In the entanglement of our online, the memory exerted on people's minds is too heavy, every unforgettable past always makes people dream, every figure that hastily left is always reluctant, every long-lost face always makes people Everything is pleasing, and every kind of shouting is always full of expectations...

Dear love, perhaps the most rustic, warmest and unconditional gift.

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| Time |

Time gives me a lonely gift.

Loneliness and loneliness are different. Loneliness will panic, while loneliness is full.

Like a balloon, it looks dry, and then it is filled with gas that seems to have nothing. The whole soul is also inflated because of loneliness. At this time, you can feel the fullness of life.

Inspired by the most lonely royal courtyard in the history of the Summer Palace, this series of ice is encased in the historical Ganges River, quietly enjoying the gentleness of the light breeze and sparkling in the setting sun.

When time takes us away, it often brings some gifts. Now I gradually understand the "freedom of loneliness", because by giving me a book, a movie, I will be happy all day.

One day we will gradually understand in the time of penetrating the body that loneliness is not a kind of quirk that is not close to people, not a refuge for the single person, not a frustrating piece of life. On the contrary, it is as a People, living in this world's only true state of existence, is one of the precious gifts that life has given us.

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| Stealing flowers |

A friend is a gift that I give myself.

"She said that 18 years ago, a good friend gave her a plate of peach eggs, and then went their separate ways.

The two men have become increasingly alienated, and the peach egg has not grown as she should have. ”

After many years, she fell in love sweetly, the sun sprinkled on the terrace, and she finally grew into a powder color, which is what it should be. She warmly felt that the blessings of good friends have been around, never left because of the distance and time.

This is a story with a little bit of sorrow and grief. A good gift may be sour and sorrowful, because it is too "precious" and afraid of being inadvertently disappointed.

The words spoken by the teenagers are not love words, but they dreamed of you last night, and got up early in the morning, the insects called. There is a plate of strawberries on the table, picking the best one, and suddenly want to bring it to you before putting it in your mouth. So I will give it to you.

"So I will give it to you, not to lose a thousand miles."

All kinds of gifts are about the true heart.

BAN XIAOXUE | 2020 S/S