Paintmill De Kat

Walking to the windmill house, I realized that the windmill leaf was so long and so big, and still turning slowly. Suddenly I remembered Don Quixote, the knight, hanging on the windmill leaf was inevitable.

I like places like the Netherlands, the natural scenery is particularly good. The environmental protection is quite strong, the windmill is everywhere, as long as you go to the suburbs, the grass windmill river, quite beautiful

De Kat, De Kat, means cat. Of course, this is the only windmill mill in the world that makes paint paint. The name of the windmill in the village of Sands Ans is very chic, and there are five windmill mills arranged in turn by the lake in the village: Porenburg, Cat, Searcher, Lamb, Bull. ☆ History: The square was originally built in 1646, originally an oil plant, and was rebuilt after the plant was destroyed by fire in 1782; It was then used until 1904, and partially demolished; in 1960, due to urban development, the factory was moved from its original site to the top of an old warehouse known as De Kat; and it became a workshop using traditional methods to make pigments. ☆ Geography: The mill is located in Sands Ans Windmill Village, 15 kilometers away from the northern suburbs of Amsterdam. ☆ Transportation: Take the Sanjiuyi Bus from Amsterdam to Zaans Museum-Zaanse Schans Station and walk into the Windmill Village. ☆ Photography: It was afternoon when I arrived at the windmill village... Watch the west side view of the windmill village on the observation deck, and the sun shines from the west, and some images are overexposed when shooting. For example, the last three pictures, the tenth picture, used 1:1 to reduce the original picture, cut off the sun and the first windmill "Porenburg with the crown", into the eleventh picture; and then cut the "Lamb" in the ratio of 9:16 to become the twelfth image. ☆ Viewing: In front of the observation deck and windmill, cat, this nickname, always reminds me of the "beautiful cat" in the musical "Cat". The Cat is adapted from T. S. Eliot's "Cats in the World narrated by Old Possums":... You notice a cat in your meditation, and the cause, I tell you, is always similar: his mind is absorbed in the thought. His meaning, his meaning, his name: his unspeakable, ineffective, unfathomable singular name. I remember that I did this poem translation a few years ago, and I had commented on it by Cat. At that time, it seemed to say: similarities, there are gentle characteristics, cats and women, humanities and scenery, in sadness and desolation, showing the depressed desire and secret fear of new life. But after all, longing is mainstream; Especially "Mei" and "Dao" show a little humorous humor for yourself and people. Then, spend the closed and depressed night, and enjoy the sun, windmills and wind peacefully under the high observation deck of life! Although the sunset is still shining, the stream is like blood. The cat is lying quietly, the song is silent.

PS: If you come to Europe later, I have a few conscience suggestions: 1. The windmill village in the Netherlands, the sheep's horn village is beautiful, and the Belgian Bruges are really beautiful, which is very suitable for taking pictures.

The crown-wearing Porenburg is one of the only five sawmills in the Netherlands that are not open to the public; the "De Kat" is a mineral mill that is open to the public all week, and it produces a variety of raw materials for the dyeing and painting industry.