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曾拿着相机东奔西跑追寻风花雪月,起早贪黑赶光线追落日,似乎就为了拍一张获奖照片,满足一下心灵的虚荣,我曾以为这就是摄影。可长久以来,内心一直隐藏着迷茫,一如在大雾弥漫的山路上寻找内心的真实,也是摄影的真实。在一次拍摄中,我偶然接触到生活在困境中的山里孩子。童年本是造梦的岁月,可贫困、离弃、天灾人祸……卷走了他们五彩缤纷的梦想。因为贫穷,一些孩子的母亲抛家外出,杳无音讯,只留下孤苦的老
Had taken the camera running around to pursue romantic, chasing light from morning to morning catch up with the sun, it seems that in order to shoot a winning photo to meet the vanity of the soul, I used to think this is photography. But for a long time, the heart has been hidden in confusion, as in the foggy mountain road to find the true, but also the true photography. In a filming, I accidentally came into contact with a mountain child who was in trouble. Childhood is the dream of this years, can be poor, forsaken, natural disasters ... ... swept away their colorful dreams. Because of poverty, some children’s mothers leave their homes and leave no news, leaving only lonely old