生活的氣味

学说， 时间的重量

从开始到现在

时间就像幸福

抽象的很迷人

每一个卯起来努力追求的人

最后都只剩下悠悠的一句

“原来一直都在”

有些东西需要的是被发现

不是每一样东西都被设定了被追求不可

有一些 需要 精准的不经意

2011

Dear God,

Thanks for giving me an inspiring 2010.

and I agree with your terms,

I'll continue to snap as much inspirations as I can,

so please continue presenting me new ones.

Love, Photographer in the house.

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day

one morning. I woke up.

I feel sunshine on my face.

I smile at the mirror, thinking what should I be today,

Excited, or Thrilled?

and when I'm calling it a day,

I would lie on my bed

and look out to the stars in the sky.

It feels ridiculous to say I am looking at the light a zillion light years ago

but this is the stars.

They have traveled light years to reach here, and is still traveling.

With this, I smile every night of mine to sleep.

I know I will do good. and for now, I only want to Dream Big.

and tomorrow, I shall kick start, with a full big cup of HOT MILK.

How could I not love my life when it is such lovable?

so, LOVE LIFE. =)

Lights will inspire you

Latest Obsession: Light Graffiti.

Somehow, I find myself still living passionately.
but, it lack a bit of...MADNESS.
I love to be surprised by all those lights.
and I double-love sharing all of them.

Maybe I'm getting older, a lot of things changed.
My pictures used to be noisy ones.
where I have a story for every photo.
and now, I still have a lot of story, but are all in one photo.
And, I've chose to remain silent.

I'm just tired of telling stories.
the pictures will show the condition, and the emotions?
I'll have them sealed.

谈文化

所谓文化，就是翻译间流失的东西！

-方文山 《方道 文山流》

我不是一个热衷于文化的人，

但至少我还是希望我们的文化可以渊远流长

不然，就从包粽子开始学起吧？

屈原的骨头可能都化了，

但故事还在传承

历史还在演变

粽子，更是不停的推陈出新

我们流失了什么？

文化吗？还是了解所有文化的动力？

Out of her Life.

From Out of her Life.

She decided to run away and have some fun.
For life has been holding her behind, and she need to breath.
Just a little while, when she forgot even her own name.

We all sneak away when we're stuck in between.
Because sneaking out feels so good.
The wind touches our face, brought up our emotions.

If only running away once in a while makes us feel ever better, why not?
BE NICE, to yourself, which we all have the right so.

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From Out of her Life.

Lurve

L.O.V.E - Nat King Cole

L is for the way you look at me

O is for the only one I see

V is very, very extraordinary

E is even more than anyone that you adore and

Love is all that I can give to you

Love is more than just a game for two

Two in love can make it

Take my heart and please don't break it

Love was made for me and you

(trumpet instrumental)

L is for the way you look at me

O is for the only one I see

V is very, very extraordinary

E is even more than anyone that you adore

Love is all that I can give to you

Love is more than just a game for two

Two in love can make it

Take my heart and please don't break it

Love was made for me and you

Love was made for me and you

Love was made for me and you

=)

The reminisce.

We all left our toys behind.
Somewhere along our memory lane.
Those days were colourful, we used to enjoy every lil bit of the sunshine.
Chasing around on the field, Making stories with the shadows,
Wondering about the future, Acting like the adults.

As we go on and on, new things, new people came in.
I left all my toys behind and grabbed all those new stuffs excitedly.
I've forgotten what was it feel like to sunbath and run around.
All I ever care is whether the air cond function as it should be.

I've forgotten all of the toys I used to have, as I constantly buy new ones.
I left them and moved on all alone. I used to thought I'd be with them forever.
and I thought I can play with the slide as long as I want when I eventually grow up, for I feel really sad when my mum nag me home when I was having fun.

Nothing of my childhood stayed until now. I've abandoned them, along my path here.
and now, I think I'm regretting very much of it.
I want more and more out of this nasty life.
Until the day I found that I can never get everything I wanted,
I started regretting for not appreciating what I used to had.

We all do right? Keep regretting, and that's the thing that hold us back.
The reminisce.

Sat there throughout the day, trying hard to figure out bout a lil bit of the past.
If we had it figured, we smile.
If we don't, we still smile, but a bitter one instead.