上海大料建筑 | 进山的孩子，秋千的艺术魅力_景观_设计案例作品

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设计亮点

将秋千融入自然景观，创造出危险与安全的张力，同时引发人们对生活、命运和情感的思考。

还记得你上一次荡秋千是什么时候吗？当我第一次荡这个秋千时，瞬间不自知地笑出了声，是开心还是害怕，可能都有。

▼项目视频，video©朱雨蒙；大料建筑（BGM：《一生所爱》卢冠廷/莫文蔚）

Still remember the last time yourself on a swing? When I swung on this swing for the first time, I couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Not sure if it was joy or fear, perhaps both.

▼秋千一瞥，A glimpse of the swing©朱雨蒙

▼秋千全景，Overall view of the swing©朱雨蒙

▼秋千与周边环境，Surrounding context©朱雨蒙

▼远眺秋千，Distant view©朱雨蒙

进山 Entering the Mountains

一整块航母用的钢板，一刀两段，一圆融，一锋利，一为三，一为四。他俩相互支撑着彼此重新站立起来，像一块时而坚固时而纤弱的巨石舞台，两个孩子间的游戏–荡秋千，被奇观化了，而且周边的硬地和公路，提示着风险，只有江景友好，这创造了一种紧张感。

▼分板示意图，analysis diagam© 大料建筑

A whole piece of steel plate divided into two, one round and harmonious, the other sharp and edgy. They support each other to stand up, like a giant stone stage, sometimes sturdy, sometimes fragile, turning the children’s game—swinging on a swing—into a spectacle. The surrounding hard ground hints at risks, with only the river view being friendly, creating a sense of tension.

▼秋千顶视，Top view©朱雨蒙

圆润与锋利，Round and sharp ©朱雨蒙

推秋千的人，荡秋千的人，都在众目睽睽下完成体验，从静好到浪漫，从松弛到放肆，自顾自随性展示。

The pusher and the swinger, both experiencing it in front of everyone, from peaceful to romantic, from relaxed to unrestrained. The demonstration goes carefree.

▼推秋千的人，The pusher ©朱雨蒙

也恰恰是这种危险的张力，诱惑着我们靠近，但由危险而来的克制又平衡了危险本身，越危险越吸引，越吸引越危险。

It is precisely this dangerous tension that entices us closer, but the restraint that comes from danger balances the danger itself. The more dangerous, the more attractive, and the more attractive, the more dangerous.

危险的张力，Dangerous tension ©朱雨蒙

▼吸引，Attraction©朱雨蒙

孩子 Children

在温柔与粗粝间，让我们荡起秋千，随即都成了孩子，大笑大叫，紧张使得我们从烦躁现实抽离出来，自由刺激了我们重得天真的轻盈，我喜欢轻盈，如月的风。

Let us swing on the swing, immersed between tenderness and roughness! At that moment, we all become children, laughing and shouting loudly. The tension pulls us away from the annoying reality, and freedom stimulates the return of our innocent lightness. I’m fond of this lightness, like the moon, like the wind.

▼重得天真的轻盈，Regain the lightness of innocence©朱雨蒙

周边居民与秋千的互动，Interaction between surrounding residents and swings ©朱雨蒙

你可能对他又爱又恨，如果爱会扩展生命的广度，也许恨能挖掘生命的深度，都需要，会上瘾。

You may love and hate it at the same time; if love can broaden the breadth of life, perhaps hate can excavate the depth of life. You need them both, and you’ll be addicted to them both.

▼自在轻盈，Free and light ©朱雨蒙

出山 Leaving the Mountains

我总是说我运气还行，总是靠运气成了某些事。相遇是时运，错过是时宜。往往这些都是过后才意识到，但回想，当时是有某种感应的，也都另有安排，这也许就是命运。当每一次偶遇都变得似曾相识，可能就是我们老了吧。

I always say I’m lucky, relying on luck to achieve certain things. Encounter is fate, missing is opportune. I always realize such things later, but looking back, there was a certain intuition at the time, and everything had its own arrangement—perhaps that’s fate. When every encounter feels like déjà vu, it might be a sign of aging.

▼同频带来相遇/交叉触发错位，Same frequency band encounter/cross-trigger misalignment ©朱雨蒙

秋千上的两个人也是如此，方向不对，时机不对，力道不对，都无法相遇，并不容易，貌似未知，实则注定。有时交错由我们自己，有时却是被别人推着，而这摆荡一旦开始，就注定了相逢或错位，努力并无法改变什么，不能改变方向，不会改变命运。

The two people on the swing are the same. The direction, the timing, and the force, if any above is wrong, they cannot meet. It seems unknown but actually destined. Sometimes it’s us who decide the intersection, sometimes we are just pushed by others. Once the swing starts, it is destined to meet or miss. Effort cannot change anything, neither the direction, nor the fate.

▼交叉触发错位，Cross-trigger misalignment©朱雨蒙

▼同频带来相遇，Same frequency band encounter©朱雨蒙

感恩，我们相遇了。相互交谈，成就彼此。能有多久呢？时间和大地的力量一直拉扯着秋千上的我们，渐渐平稳，平淡，即使不舍，终归停止，消失，只留下记忆的轨痕。

I’m grateful that we met. Talking to each other, achieving each other. So how long will it last? Time and the earth keep pulling us on the swing, gradually calming down, becoming unromantic. Even if unwilling, it will eventually stop, disappear, leaving only the traces of memories.

▼消失，Disappearance ©朱雨蒙

幸运，我们曾经相遇，秋天的月冬天的雪。幸福，我们总是相遇，清冽的花零星的雨。我本想当秋千上的两人同频遇到时，山中间升起一朵云，可惜机缘未满，待。

Fortunately, we once met, like autumn moon, like winter snow. Blessedly, we always meet, like crisp flowers, like scattered raindrops. I had hoped that once the two people on the swing met, a cloud would rise in the middle of the mountain. Unfortunately, I didn’t have the luck on me this time. But I can wait.

不进山 Away from the Mountains

爱之于我，不是陪伴，不是激情，是悲苦时的油，欢欣时的花，是高空坠落的烟灰，深谷回荡的笑歌，但你不要属于我，我也不要属于你。悲欣交集，生命才全。

For me, love is not companionship, not passion, but oil in sorrow, flower in joy, smoke falling from the sky and laughter echoing in deep valleys. But you don’t belong to me, and I don’t belong to you. Life will be fulfilled only when sorrow and joy are intertwined.