我也会时不时地陷入一种怀旧的情绪之中,拿着相机记录我所经过的每一个城市,每一段故事。若有一天回忆起来,才不至于太过空虚。时常会怀念以往的时光,那个时候的城市还是纯粹的;那个时候的建筑线条生硬简陋但却能保留出完整美丽的天际线。而在这样的走走停停后,一些被称之为“文化”的东西便悄然遗失了。 From time to time, I also fall into a nostalgic mood, holding a camera to record every city I pass, every story. If one day recalls, it will not be too empty. Often miss the old days, when the city was still pure; at that time the architectural lines humble but can retain a complete and beautiful skyline. After stopping and going like this, something called “culture” is quietly lost.