喀什地毯娘 | The Carpet Weaver of Kashgar
"喀什古城的作坊里，一位丰满的维吾尔族女织工用千年技艺编织美丽与爱情... In a Kashgar old city workshop, a curvaceous Uyghur weaver creates beauty and love with thousand-year techniques..."
喀什地毯娘 | The Carpet Weaver of Kashgar
第一章 | Chapter One: 丝路古城 (Ancient Silk Road City)
喀什，丝绸之路上最重要的绿洲城市之一。
Kashgar, one of the most important oasis cities on the Silk Road.
古城里最出名的地毯作坊由热依汗经营，四十六岁，维吾尔族人，身材丰满，能织出最精美的手工地毯。
The most famous carpet workshop in the old city was run by Reyhan, forty-six, Uyghur, with a full figure, able to weave the most exquisite handmade carpets.
"每一块地毯，" 她常说，"都有一个故事。"
"Every carpet," she often said, "has a story."
第二章 | Chapter Two: 收藏家 (The Collector)
那年秋天，一位土耳其的古董商来寻找最纯正的中亚地毯。
That autumn, a Turkish antique dealer came seeking the most authentic Central Asian carpets.
"热依汗姐姐，" 他看着她织机上正在成型的图案，"这是什么纹样？"
"Sister Reyhan," he looked at the pattern forming on her loom, "what pattern is this?"
热依汗抬起头，艾德莱斯头巾下丰满的脸上带着神秘的笑容。
Reyhan raised her head, a mysterious smile on her full face beneath her atlas headscarf.
"这是'石榴花'，" 她说，"象征多子多福。但这块地毯的故事，还没写完。"
"This is 'pomegranate flower,'" she said. "It symbolizes many children and blessings. But this carpet's story isn't finished yet."
第三章 | Chapter Three: 织机上的夜晚 (Night at the Loom)
"想知道地毯故事的结局吗？" 那晚，她邀请他留下。
"Want to know how the carpet's story ends?" That night, she invited him to stay.
作坊里只剩下织机的声音和窗外的星光。
In the workshop, only the sound of the loom and starlight outside remained.
"每一根丝线都是命运，" 她说，一边继续编织，"交织在一起，就是人生。"
"Every thread is destiny," she said, continuing to weave. "Interwoven, they become life."
她停下手，解开了头巾和外袍，丰腴的身躯在地毯的映衬下如同一幅画。
She stopped, undoing her headscarf and outer robe, her full figure against the carpets like a painting.
"来，" 她拉他到一块完成的地毯上，"让我们为这块地毯写一个故事。"
"Come," she pulled him onto a finished carpet, "let's write a story for this carpet."
第四章 | Chapter Four: 新的图案 (A New Pattern)
"这块地毯，你会带走吗？" 她问，一边在新的织机上开工。
"Will you take this carpet with you?" she asked, starting work on a new loom.
他看着那块见证了他们故事的地毯："不。我想把它留在这里，和你一起。"
He looked at the carpet that witnessed their story: "No. I want to leave it here, with you."
"为什么？"
"Why?"
"因为我想每年都回来，" 他说，"看你为它添加新的图案。"
"Because I want to come back every year," he said, "to watch you add new patterns to it."
她笑了，丰满的手指继续在织机上舞动："那这块地毯，永远织不完了。"
She laughed, her full fingers continuing to dance on the loom: "Then this carpet will never be finished."
在喀什的古城里，有些编织比地毯更绵长...
In Kashgar's old city, some weaving lasts longer than carpets...