时间一直在流动着。因为摄影,我们对于每一时每一刻的细微感知,变成影像的同时,也融入了我们的血液。每一个拍照的人都曾经有过走街串巷的时光,或步行或骑车,或短或长,回想起来无一不令人怀念。那些逝去的场景、离去的人、曾有的磕绊与误会、彼此的携手与相助,回忆起来全是带着温度的深情。这次的卷首,由我们的编辑部主任来撰写。她即将离开北京,去她没去过的地方看看。虽然网络发达如今,依旧不舍。—张章 Time has been flowing. Because of photography, we subtle perception of every moment of every moment, into the image, but also into our blood. Every photographer has had time to walk in the streets, or walk or bike, either short or long, in retrospect, all the memories. Those who died scenes, people who left, had stumbling and misunderstanding, each other and help, memories are all with affectionate temperature. The beginning of this article, written by our editorial director. She is about to leave Beijing to see where she has not been. Although the network is developed today, still not give up. - Zhang Zhang