#Taihu

[pangeen]

“ city of the lake Tai “ // ShalLwe

[doradotcom]

i could be the person who names cocteau twins songs. Crackling Prawns In Orange Flavor. Mermaid’s Tresses. Pistachio Honey and Aspic. Manila Clams On Broccoli Bed. Ginger Angelica. Sugar Vinegar Hairtail. The Palace Quick-Fries a Bean Curd. Bitter Gourd Grasping. Sour Sour Pinecone Fish. Strange Flavor Curd Thread. Abalone Legend. Slip Away the Chicken Slice. Side of Pickled Lantern Chillies. Taihu Ozymandias. The Three Freshnesses of Earth. Firecracker Cod In Soy-Sherry Sauce. Our Aromatic Lychee Sorbet. God With Vanilla. it comes naturally to me.

[archatlas]

Wuxi TAIHU Show Theatre SCA | Steven Chilton Architects 

Located close to Lake Taihu in Wuxi, Jiangsu Province, China, the Wuxi Taihu Show Theatre concept was inspired by the Sea of Bamboo Park in Yixing, the largest bamboo forest in China. The 2000 seat theatre has been designed to house a permanent water show by Franco Dragone.

[beyourselfchulanmaria]

👍 ❤ Beautiful sunset in Lake Taihu, China (photo by Fenn Chin) 太湖 是中國五大淡水湖之一，水域面積排行第三，位於江蘇省南部和浙江省北部交界處，而在行政區劃上完全屬於江蘇省，是江、浙兩省的界湖，大部分水域位於蘇州市，有「包孕吳越」之稱。湖泊周邊的主要城市，江蘇省境內的是蘇州、無錫、宜興，常州。浙江省境內的是湖州。太湖是國家重點風景名勝區之一。 Lake Taihu, is a large freshwater lake in the Yangtze Delta plain near Shanghai, China. The lake belongs to Jiangsu and the southern shore forms its border with Zhejiang. With an area of 2,250 square kilometers (869 sq mi) and an average depth of 2 meters (6.6 ft), it is the third-largest freshwater lake in China, after Poyang and Dongting. The lake houses about 90 islands, ranging in size from a few square meters to several square kilometers. Lake Tai is linked to the renowned Grand Canal and is the origin of a number of rivers, including Suzhou Creek. In recent years, Lake Tai has been plagued by pollution as the surrounding region experienced rapid economic growth. 🙂 Thanks~*

[whattraintracks]

I am think about Venus, probably every day for the rest of my life

I really like the way you write her and Raph's dynamic, and I was thinking about the panic attack snippet. She has so much to process and was thrown into a crazy situation right off the bat. ouugh

Anyway, do you have any headcanons, stories in progress, or just generally things you like about her?

I amn also think about Venus. If Venus has a million fans and all that.

Thank you! I adore your TNM takes, especially her dynamic with Don and your analyses of how all the siblings interact.

Ohoho, so glad you've been thinking about that snippet. I am putting the finishing touches on the whole fic now and hope to post it tonight (mm couple of hours or so, we'll see). As I was working on this, I discovered that TNM was sort of continued with letters written by each of the turtles. Venus only has 14 up to the year 2000, and it's a funky mix of continuities, but it has some fun stuff if you want to check them out.

Venus handles life's twists and turns like a champ, but every girl deserves a middle-of-the-night (er, middle-of-the-day, I guess, since they're nocturnal) panic attack after massive life changes. I imagine it takes a while to get there, though. With the Rank and the rest of their rogues gallery, she doesn't have much time to sit and process her thoughts and emotions since losing Chung I and uprooting her life to New York. The letters agree with this, which is a point in their favor for me.

Ooh, headcanons:

Venus grew up near Shanghai, so she does know Mandarin, but her native language is Taihu Wu, also called Shanghainese.

Since Chung I knew about Splinter and his heritage, he also taught her Japanese.

She loves cheap paperbacks. She'll get them from secondhand stores, donation bins, dumpsters, whatever. She's willing to read almost anything once.

Chemistry wiz! Someone has to make her kai mi balls. She's giving Honey Lemon from BH6.

She loves to cook and learn new recipes. Meals she's made before and very precise recipes turn out great! But her experimentation usually ends in flavor abominations only Mikey's willing to try.

Stay tuned for "whatever he was to you" featuring Raph heisting snacks, baby's first panic attack, and sleepy turtles!

[pwlanier]

A large taihu scholar's rock.

Courtesy Alain Truong

[weepingwidar]

Liu Xiaodong (Chinese, 1963) - Into Taihu (2010)

[academic1995]

Arsenic vs Phosphorus Lake Taihu's Hidd #academicexcellenceawards #scien...

[wtfearth123]

The purple goby eel is a rare and strange fish That can live in mud and has teeth like a dish. It is also called the worm goby or the dragon fish And it can migrate between fresh and salt water as it wish. It was found in the Taihu Lake in Yixing, Eastern China’s Jiangsu province.

[maree-go-round]

Under the Heng Gate - Chapter 05

Chapter 5 : So, it turned out she was just indulging in her own feelings after all.

Five days later, the snow continued to fall intermittently.

Xinlu led a white-haired elder into the Grand Protector Residence. This was the new tutor they had specially hired for the young lord, Li Yan.

As they walked through the corridors, they saw the bustling activity within the residence. Servants were busy planting new flowers in the garden and sweeping the courtyards. The maids were helping each other and hanging windproof curtains along the eaves. They moved quietly and efficiently, each focused on their tasks.

Before long, they arrived at the west wing where a school hall had been prepared.

The elder was a well-known hermit in Hanhai Commandery, renowned for his extensive knowledge. Upon entering the hall, he saw Luoyang paper, Huizhou ink, and a high-quality Taihu stone paperweight. Every piece of furniture was exquisite, prompting him to stroke his beard in admiration. Indeed, this was the Grand Protector Residence of a prominent warlord.

Casually, the elder asked why the invitation had come from Princess of Qingliu but now he entered the Grand Protector Residence to teach.

Noticing the admiration in his eyes, Xinlu smiled and explained that the Grand Protector Residence was currently managed by their Princess.

Without her management, how could there be such a transformation in just a few days? Only such a capable hand could bring the Protectorate General to Pacify the North to match its prestigious name.

Thinking of their master's recent actions, which had earned the respect of every servant in the residence, Xinlu couldn't help but feel a sense of pride.

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Li Yan went off to attend his lessons.

With him no longer around, Qichi found herself with more free time, which she used to record the residence's expenses. This was an effortless task for her.

Qiushuang brought her a burner with incense, watching as Qichi quickly noted down the expenses, all of which were outgoing with no incoming funds. She couldn't help but comment, "Who would have thought that the first thing our master would do upon arriving here is spend money."

Qichi hadn't expected it either. She had assumed that the Protectorate General to Pacify the North, with its vast army and strategic position, would be well-maintained. Who could have foreseen its current state?

She laughed, "Money is meant to be spent. If I don’t spend it, why would I even earn it?" Without knowing the reasons yet, it was too early to say anything. Besides, she had to make the place comfortable for everyone, including herself.

Qiushuang considered this and nodded, her eyes twinkling with a new thought: Of course, once the Grand Protector returned and saw the improvements, he would undoubtedly be moved and shower their master with even more care. In that case, no amount of money spent would be too much.

Shortly after, Li Yan returned. Today was just the introduction to his tutor, with no lessons yet.

Xinlu entered with a beaming smile, reporting to Qichi, "The teacher praised the young lord as a promising student. He is not a frivolous one, but a young man of great potential."

Li Yan, blushing from the compliment, sidled up to Qichi.

She patted his head, "Now you know it wasn’t in vain that I brought you here. Study well so that those who look down on you will be left in your dust."

Li Yan immediately thought of those people under Prince of Yong’s son, his eyes wide with realization. "So, that’s your intention, Aunt?"

"Naturally. Don’t forget, you still have the title of Prince of Guang to inherit."

Understanding his aunt's earnest intentions, Li Yan felt a pang of sorrow as he recalled his father, who had died young. With a determined look, he stood straight and said, "I understand, Aunt. I will return to my room now."

"What for?"

"To review the books."

Qichi chuckled, "How quickly you change your mind."

Feeling more embarrassed, Li Yan quickly scampered out of the room.

Qichi’s smile faded as memories of her brother resurfaced, bringing a wave of melancholy. From the warm and gentle Guang Prefecture to this cold and windy northern land, she wondered if her brother would approve of her choices from the afterlife.

Seeing her master’s somber expression and noting the dark circles under her eyes, Xinlu surmised that the recent flurry of activity had left her exhausted. She walked over to the bed, pulling aside the new curtains. "Master, you should take a nap. Since the journey began, you haven’t had a proper rest."

Qichi nodded and moved towards the bed. As she did, she called Qiushuang over, "Bring me the account book that was just delivered. If I can’t sleep, at least I can still review them."

Qiushuang, while searching through the box, teased, "Master, you want to see how much you have earned to feel happy, isn’t it?"

Raising her eyebrows, Qichi replied, "Precisely."

Xinlu and Qiushuang couldn’t help but laugh. Hearing their laughter, Qichi’s mood lightened. She has never been a person who wallow in sorrow.

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After everyone had left, the room, warmed by a roaring fire, was comfortably cozy. Qichi lay on the chaise lounge, reading the account books until she grew drowsy. Turning over, she tucked the book under her pillow and closed her eyes.

In her drowsy state, she thought of one thing: that man still hadn't returned.

Eventually, she fell asleep.

Whether in a dream or reality, she heard a noise, a tinkling sound like a golden hook being unfastened, followed by a series of small, scattered sounds. Then came a heavy thud, as if something had fallen.

Qichi half-opened her eyes, still sleepy, thinking it was Xinlu or Qiushuang being clumsy. But then, she fully opened her eyes, realizing that her maids would never be so careless.

She reached out her hand to open the curtain, slowly slipped out of the lounge. The newly laid velvet rug from Western Regions was soft under her feet, keeping them warm. She moved silently, following the trail of water droplets on the floor. Her gaze led her to a narrow waist belt draped over a table, and further ahead, to the bed.

There, she saw a puddle of water. Stepping closer, she saw someone lying on the bed, boots still on, with melting snow forming the puddle. The next moment, she saw his face.

The man’s eyes suddenly opened.

Startled, Qichi instinctively turned to leave, but he swiftly sat up, grabbing her and pulling her back. His hand covered her mouth. "Don’t scream," he said in a low, raspy voice. "It’s me."

Qichi found herself sitting before him, her fingers brushing against his sword, the same one she had seen before. His hand, rough and cold from the snow, pressed against her lips.

She hadn’t planned to scream, having already guessed it was him. After all, who else could enter her room so freely but the master of the house?

With her fingers, she lightly brushed the back of his hand. He hesitated, then removed his hand.

Qichi touched her lips where he had pressed them, not looking back at him. Her heart still raced from the surprise, but she tried to calm it, wondering what to say upon this reunion.

"Master!" The door suddenly opened, and Xinlu rushed in. Seeing the situation inside, she froze, then quickly lowered her head and backed out.

Outside, Luo Xiaoyi’s voice rang out, "My fault, my fault. I was too rash and startled the ladies."

Qichi, hearing that there were others outside, stood from the bed, straightening her hair and calling Xinlu.

Xinlu reentered, with her head down, setting a Hu chair and draping a cloak over Qichi’s shoulders, helping her sit. She whispered in Qichi’s ear, explaining the situation.

It turned out that Qiushuang had noticed the door to a side room was open, so she walked in, only to find Luo Xiaoyi lying inside, motionless. Unsure if he was asleep or unconscious, she panicked and told Xinlu, who then came to inform Qichi, unaware there was another person present…

Only then did Qichi turn back to the man on the bed.

Fu Ting was watching her.

He wore two layers of thick military uniforms, the collar turned up. Originally, the uniform fit snugly, but now his belt was undone, leaving him looking disheveled.

Just sitting there, Qichi felt that he was tall. She cast her eyes downward, then lifted them again for another glance. He was still staring at her, with a layer of fatigue in his eyes.

Seeing his face, she suddenly recalled a past incident. Before their marriage, Prince of Guang had secretly sent someone to the north to inquire about the Grand Protector’s appearance. The informant returned, reporting that although the Grand Protector came from humble origins, his appearance was heroic and far surpassed that of noble princes.

Qichi had asked her brother at the time: "Why inquire about this? If he is a match made in heaven, how can I break off the engagement if he looks unsightly?"

Her brother replied: "I can’t rest easy without knowing. If he has a rat-like appearance, how could he be a match for your beauty?"

Her thoughts drifted far, but she returned to the present, hearing Luo Xiaoyi’s voice approaching the door: "I apologize for disturbing the Princess, but I have just returned with the Grand Protector. I haven't slept for several days. Exhausted, I found a room and slept. Please forgive my lack of manners."

Qichi knew that this house had been unoccupied for a while, so he must have been used to doing as he pleased. She didn’t take it to heart and said, "It doesn't matter."

"Sister-in-law is a good person, how magnanimous!" Luo Xiaoyi responded sweetly, peeking half his face through the door. "Third Brother, when did your room become so warm?"

Fu Ting finally noticed. He had been chasing a few Turkic spies to the border for days. If not for a horse dying from exhaustion, he might still be outside. Upon returning, he had fallen asleep immediately and only now noticed that the room was as warm as spring, explaining why he had slept so well.

His gaze wandered around the room. At first, he thought the difference was the presence of a woman. Now he realized there was more: new window paper, lampstands in every corner, the screen newly decorated, and over a dozen new items—utensils of various sizes, charcoal basins, incense burners, light curtains—none of which were here before.

His gaze paused on the rug, then shifted to the woman sitting nearby. The hem of her garment rustled as Qichi retracted her bare feet, the brief glimpse of white skin catching his eye.

"Was this your doing?" he asked.

Qichi glanced at the door, where Luo Xiaoyi was curiously peeking in. She nodded. "Yes."

Clearly, if not her, who else could it be?

Fu Ting frowned briefly, then relaxed. Qichi, noticing this, wondered if he disapproved of her arrangements. But then she heard him call out, "Xiaoyi."

Luo Xiaoyi understood, replying from the doorway: "Sister-in-law, please inform your maid to tell me how much was spent. The Grand Protector will reimburse the expenses."

Despite the words, it pained him. These noblewomen of the royal family were extravagant; arriving and immediately spending lavishly. Though his third brother was injured and not much for talking, making such promises was easy. But finding the money to fulfill them was another matter!

Still, the warmth of the charcoal fire was undeniable. It had been years since he felt such comfort in the harsh winter cold. Unconsciously, he leaned into the doorway, then heard a light laugh, prompting him to glance inside.

It was Qichi, chuckling softly, barely able to hold back. She didn’t expect this man to have such integrity.

"In past festivals, you’ve sent many things to Guang Prefecture despite the situation of the Protectorate. Now, consider it my turn to send you some things. What’s the harm in that?"

Her tone was sincere. Previous unpleasantness faded, thinking of this.

Fu Ting said nothing, but his gaze shifted to the door. Luo Xiaoyi’s eyes darted nervously.

Fu Ting didn’t remember sending anything to Guang Prefecture. If he had to guess, it must be Luo Xiaoyi’s doing. Since the marriage, Luo Xiaoyi had often urged him to visit Guang Prefecture, lest he remain celibate despite being married. The only one who would care about his private matters this much was this meddler.

Qichi noticed the exchange of glances, pondering briefly. Looking at Fu Ting, she stood and said, "Xinlu, go light a charcoal basin in General Luo’s room as well. Let’s not disturb the Grand Protector and General’s rest."

Xinlu complied, assisting her back to the bed, discreetly covering her with shoes and socks.

At the door, Luo Xiaoyi winced at the thought of another charcoal basin, another expense. If it weren’t for the new presence in Fu Ting’s room, he would have suggested sharing the space with his third brother to save money.

Fu Ting remained silent, watching as Qichi dressed behind the screen and exited, her hair slightly disheveled from his touch. He clenched his fist, recalling the feel of her lips under his fingers.

He recalled Luo Xiaoyi’s words, ‘delicate like water’.

Qichi exited, Luo Xiaoyi stepping aside to let her pass.

She paused briefly, softly saying, "Thank you, General, for the many gifts you sent."

Realizing she knew, he no longer concealed it and responded with a sheepish grin, "No need for thanks, Sister-in-law. I was merely delivering on behalf of the Grand Protector, representing his feelings."

Qichi nodded with a smile and walked away.

As she turned a corner, her smile vanished. Xinlu noticed her lips moving slightly, whispering, "Fu Ting…" She brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, feeling a hard-to-explain frustration.

So, it turned out she was just indulging in her own feelings after all.

[mrawkweird]

1 gif of taihu zooming in the water

Blowing up that boy's whole spot like Jaws.

[professeur-stump]

Garçons Filles

2331. Into Taihu, Liu Xiaodong (Liu Xiaodong, Into Taihu, 2010) 2332. Out of Beichuan, Liu Xiaodong (Liu Xiaodong, Out of Beichuan, 2010)

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⌘　The Donum Estate ⌘

⌘　Artforum

[minnarr]

ten first lines

tagged by @leenik-geelo and @rainsfalling (thank you!!)

1. There’s a whole group here from Taihu Sect, puffed up in their uniforms. (first sight, word of honor, sort of luo fumeng/zhao jing, 3/4/24)

2. “Don’t move,” Wen Kexing grumbled, pressing humid kisses into Zhou Zishu’s shoulder. (No Shortage of Nights, word of honor, wenzhou, 1/13/2024)

3. “And don’t come back!” Zhang Nianxiang fumed, following it up with a solid kick that sent the last of the boys sprawling onto the street. (The Road Is Never Lonely, gen, 12/31/23)

4. The days of Ye Baiyi’s long seclusion varied little. (Here Comes Trouble, gen, 12/31/23)

5. Someone sat down across from Gao Xiaolian’s desk. (The Demon General's Wife, word of honor, gao xiaolian/gu xiang, 10/27/23)

6. Gu Miaomiao slipped into the room they’d taken at the inn on silent feet. (secret weapon, word of honor, gen, 8/18/23)

7. Siji Manor’s front courtyard was so full of people, Gao Xiaolian almost didn’t recognize it. (take a little time (walk a little line), word of honor, gao xiaolian/ofc (also gxl&deng kuan platonic marriage), 5/26/23)

8. Somewhere outside, the sun still shines. (Carve Out My Heart, word of honor, yue feng'er/rong xuan but primarily horror, 5/1/23)

9. Ye Baiyi came into the house on Mount Changming like a stormcloud. (take a look at what we've made, word of honor, rong changqing/ye baiyi, 4/5/23)

10. Zhou Zishu had been spending a lot of time outside his own house the past few weeks. (sample of one, qi ye, wu xi & zhou zishu platonic kissing with bg wu xi/jing beiyuan, 4/5/23)

what I've learned is that I need to write fewer first lines about people's status vis a vis being inside places, and also carve out my heart is still a banger

tagging (no pressure) @orchisailsa @antique-forvalaka @monsterbookworm @stifledlaughterao3

[amazingarchitecturewebsite]

The Section is the Facade: The White Suzhou Section Homestay by Wutopia Lab Read more: Link in bio! Photography: CreatAR Images @creatarimages. The White Section Homestay designed by Wutopia Lab in #Suzhou was opened in October 2021 in West Lindu Village on the shore of Taihu Lake. It is invested by Jingcheng Culture Tourism Development (Suzhou) Co., Ltd, a subsidiary of TONGCHENGTRAVEL, and managed by Taolu Brand homestay. The White Section Homestay is the first prototype building that is a rural revitalization project developed by TONGCHENGTRAVEL and the Hengjing government in Lindu Warm Village… #china #homestay #архитектура www.amazingarchitecture.com ✔ A collection of the best contemporary architecture to inspire you. #design #architecture #amazingarchitecture #architect #arquitectura #luxury #realestate #life #cute #architettura #interiordesign #photooftheday #love #travel #construction #furniture #instagood #fashion #beautiful #archilovers #home #house ‎#amazing #picoftheday #architecturephotography ‎#معماری (at Suzhou, Jiangsu) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ckn4XO-L3wO/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[criativomarcos2022]

Lago Taihu cidade Wuxi Província Jiangsu China 🇨🇳

[hisakata-no-amanogaha]

百人一首, poem 5: 猿丸大夫

Day 5 of this little challenge! I'm still out of unique things to say in these intros. Today's poem is by Sarumaru Taihu (猿丸大夫), from the same text, same manuscript, same transcription conventions.

奥山[おくやま]にも三ぢ婦三王けなく鹿[し可]の 声[こゑ]きくと起ぞあき八可なしき

In modern standard kana, and split into the 5 lines of the waka:

奥山[おくやま]に もみぢふみわけ なく鹿[しか]の 声[こゑ]きくときぞ あきはかなしき

A parse/analysis: (again, if anyone has *any* ideas as to how I could make these more accessible, I'm willing to do it. I have no idea how to alt text these.)

And a rough translation:

In the deep mountains, the times when I hear the crying deer's voices pushing through the autumn colours! Autumn is heartrendingly (beautiful/sad*).

*かなし often signifies uncontrollably strong feelings towards one's partner. It can mean painfully beautiful, as in 愛し, or heartrendingly sad or pitiable, as in 悲し. This scribe writes the word only in kana, leaving it ambiguous.

Again, I probably missed a lot of meaning, but that’s what practice and learning is for! This is a reminder that I’m no expert, I am but a lowly student, and this post is probably replete with errors despite my best efforts.