光影手记
一些，舍不得忘记的片刻。
风景、面孔、日常，以及我们相聚的时刻。
美国
United States
LANDSCAPE / FIELD NOTES
洛杉矶Los Angeles
光落在城市的边缘。
where the ocean meets the city
the last warmth of daylight
LANDSCAPE / FIELD NOTES
纽约New York
在高处，望见城市的呼吸。
a city, quietly unfolding
LANDSCAPE / FIELD NOTES
芝加哥Chicago
在城市的线条之间。
the quiet geometry of a city
LANDSCAPE / FIELD NOTES
安蒂戈小镇Antigo
窗边的夕光，和小镇夜空里的烟火。
an evening to keep
flowers for the night sky
and we were there
土耳其
Türkiye
life along the water
a blue we could stay in
the city turns to gold
where stone remembers
the light stayed a little longer
at the edge of evening
a softer horizon
日本
Japan
a season, softly held
following the water
a gentle night
甘南
Gannan
LANDSCAPE / FIELD NOTES
甘南藏族自治州Gannan Tibetan Autonomous Prefecture
山野辽阔，风有自己的方向。
the wind knows the way
under an open sky
where the sky comes to rest
a quiet passage
山西
Shanxi
LANDSCAPE / FIELD NOTES
大同Datong
把时间，藏进木与光里。
through leaves, through time
stories carved in wood
人像
Portraits
PORTRAITS / COLLECTED MOMENTS
县城故事Small-town stories
a story around the corner
the streets remember
somewhere familiar
PORTRAITS / COLLECTED MOMENTS
夜上海Shanghai after dark
when the city begins to glow
a pause between the lights
the night, held close
PORTRAITS / COLLECTED MOMENTS
日落黄昏时At the sunset hour
before the sun says goodbye
PORTRAITS / COLLECTED MOMENTS
爱的模样The shape of love
love, in the smallest gestures
PORTRAITS / COLLECTED MOMENTS
满是风的黄昏An evening full of wind
let the wind stay a while
PORTRAITS / COLLECTED MOMENTS
一帘Behind the curtain
an afternoon behind the curtain
a quiet reflection
the hours move softly
PORTRAITS / COLLECTED MOMENTS
梦A waking dream
somewhere between sleep and sunlight
a dream brushed with gold
PORTRAITS / COLLECTED MOMENTS
晒后假日Aftersun
a summer we could keep
sunlight on your shoulders
the sweetness of doing nothing
拍立得
Polaroids
POLAROIDS / COLLECTED LIGHT
拍立得Instant memories
where the blue begins
a place beside the sea
the sky opens slowly
cities under the same sky
the road turns green
between trees and rivers
a field of quiet days
water remembers the light
beneath an open sky
the last light follows us
after the streets go quiet
the warmth we return to