想瞭解台灣雕漆，必須先從故宮的歷史說起。
台灣第一故宮在哪兒？不是台北嗎？
「農創家旅遊影視報」藝起來尋美：農創家旅遊文史專家勳哥在薰歌《話說北溝故宮》國寶遷台傳奇故事，歡迎參加「農創家旅遊」的藝文故事旅遊，就可以聽到更多關於霧峰在地的文化歷史故事。
《我從紫禁城來，在島嶼茁壯成一棵樹！》
我誕生於創造者心靈與手藝交融的結晶—雕漆、玉器、銅器、瓷器，我們是時代的器物，是歷史的軌跡。我在紫禁城，被皇帝安放在書齋深處。窗外是四季輪轉，窗內是筆墨與詩句。那時我以為，世界就是紅牆黃瓦。
但命運齒輪不斷地轉動，天地劇變、朝代更迭、城門震動、腳步凌亂。我被小心翼翼地包裹起來，離開了我熟悉的「家」。火車、船艦、鯨波鼉浪…動盪不安的年代，海峽很寬，夜裡的水聲像低聲誦讀的經文。
箱子裡很黑，心靈卻感受著平靜。我第一次知道，原來世界是流動的。
如果您問我，從北京故宮到台灣故宮，我究竟長成了什麼樣子？
當箱子再次被打開，我不再看見重重宮牆，而是台灣霧峰濕潤的空氣、溫柔的光。
在台灣，我不再只屬於帝王，而是屬於凝視我的每一個人。只有跨世代的交流與對話，一段被持續理解、重新詮釋的文明。
孩子們貼著玻璃觀看我，長者們滔滔不絕說起穿越千年、跨越海峽、落地生根的中華文物故事。
有人說我是「正統」，有人說我是「流離」。
但更多人，在我身上看見了一條連續卻又分岔了的線。
我不只是一件被守護的千年文物，也是一顆種子，我來自中原的土，卻吸收了島嶼土地上的養分，時間與人文藝術持續灌溉著，我開始長出新的枝葉。
參考文獻：國立故宮博物院《話說北溝故宮》
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“I Came from the Forbidden City, Growing into a Tree on the Island”
I was born from the fusion of the creator’s soul and craftsmanship—lacquerwares, jade, bronze, porcelain; we are artifacts of our time, traces of history. In the Forbidden City, I was placed deep within the emperor’s study. Outside the window, the seasons changed; inside, ink and poetry filled the air. At that time, I thought the world was simply red walls and yellow tiles. But the gears of fate kept turning, the world changed dramatically, dynasties rose and fell, city gates trembled, footsteps faltered. I was carefully wrapped up and left my familiar “home.” Trains, ships, crashing waves… In those turbulent times, the strait was wide, the sound of the water at night like softly recited scriptures. The box was dark, yet my heart felt at peace. For the first time, I realized that the world is in flux. If you ask me what I became after moving from the Forbidden City in Beijing to the National Palace Museum in Taiwan? When the box was opened again, I no longer saw towering palace walls, but the humid air and gentle light of Wufeng, Taiwan. In Taiwan, I no longer belong solely to emperors, but to everyone who gazes upon me. Only through intergenerational exchange and dialogue can a civilization be continuously understood and reinterpreted. Children press their eyes against the glass to look at me, while elders recount endless stories of Chinese artifacts that have traversed millennia, crossed the strait, and taken root in this land. Some say I am ” legitimate,” others say I am “displaced.” But many more see within me a continuous yet branching line. I am not merely a millennia-old artifact being protected, but also a seed. I come from the soil of the Central Plains, yet absorb the nutrients of the island’s land. Time and culture continue to nourish me, and I begin to sprout new branches and leaves.
Found Wonder Travel Movies: Taiwan’s First National Palace Museum, The Legendary Story of Beigou, Wufeng.
