一瓣樱花随风飘过房顶,它留在天空里的影子,告诉人们春天已经来了。然而,在一个特定的地方,大片大片的樱花纷纷落下来,洒满了税务局的院子,遍地的粉红色,与血迹混杂在一起,却是非常灼人的眼——这是一个让我一直不能忘怀的场景。13年前,当我还是一个年轻后生,在宣传部里工作,喜欢背着一台陈旧的照相机,在小城里的大街小巷奔忙着,用我的镜头记录一些发生在小城里的事情。那台胶卷相机,在它被数码相机取代之前,曾经拍下一 A cherry blossoms drifted across the roof, leaving the shadow of the sky, telling people that spring has come. However, in a certain place, large tracts of large-sized cherry blossoms fall down, sprinkled over the Inland Revenue yard, pink everywhere, and blood mixed, but it was a very scorching eye - it was the one that kept me Can not forget the scene. Thirteen years ago, when I was still young and working in the Propaganda Department, I was fond of carrying an old camera, running through the streets of a small town, and using my footage to record something that happened in a small town. That film camera, it was photographed before it was replaced by a digital camera