最终诱导朱庆辰用力抓住影像的,并不是相机,而是心灵在某些时候,依托在热气球带来的飞翔震撼中,急于表达的呼喊。它以一种睥睨世界的姿态静静地高高飞扬,在一片湛蓝的背景中,越过错落有致的陆地和海。地势起伏灵动,海面辽阔无垠。下午两点,北京的雾霾依旧没有散,迷迷瞪瞪的灰色笼罩在高楼大厦间,从23层望出去,也并不能看见什么风景。窗台上摆了一溜儿紫砂壶,从大到小点缀在窗台上。一架木雕摆件,古朴的似拱桥般承托了一个铜铁质地的大茶壶,壶把手斜飞上弯,形成 Zhu Qingchen finally induced hard to seize the image, not the camera, but the mind at some time, relying on the flying balloon in the hot air balloon shock, eager to express shouting. It swoops high and high in a coy world, over a patchwork of land and sea in a blue background. Undulating agile terrain, the vast expanse of sea. Two o’clock in the afternoon, Beijing’s haze is still not scattered, fan-stared gray shrouded in tall buildings, looking out from the 23rd floor, and can not see what the scenery. Slightly put on the windowsill teapot, from small to large decorated in the windowsill. A wooden carving ornaments, simple like an arch like a big teapot supporting the texture of copper, kettle handles bent obliquely bent to form