小时候喜欢踩着旧报纸趴在阳台窗户上,双手垫着下巴,对着来来往往忙碌的人们发呆,时间一长手背留下一块红红的印子。长大后拿起相机,遇到各种窗户总是忍不住想把它记录下来。窗户就像是一位老师,从不拒绝我源源不断的好奇心,方法却只有一个:观察这个丰富的世界。人们在窗内休息,窗外劳作,从约束到释放,极富象征意义的窗连接了两个空间,也见证了我们的喜怒哀乐。情绪低落时, Childhood like stepping on the old newspaper lying on the balcony window, his hands padded chin, facing the busy people coming and going in a daze, a long time left a red hand imprint. When I grow up and pick up the camera, encountered a variety of windows can not help but want to record it. The window is like a teacher, never refusing my constant curiosity, but only one way: to observe this rich world. People rest in the window, work outside the window, from restraint to release, symbolic window connected two spaces, also witnessed our emotions. When depressed,