Photography

Taking photos has been a means for me to capture moments, memorize beauty, and record the truth happening. When a picture is taken, its content has been paid attention to and respected. There are simply so many details and scenes around me worth appreciating, pondering, and remembering. I hope, one day, they can win the attention of more individuals.

Czech's Fairy Tale

The golden sunset shined on Prague. The city was softened after the rain. Chant flew out of the Cathedral's dome. Four Seasons gradually rose from Charles Bridge. Below was the Vltava River swirling ahead.

Austria's Morning Mist

Darkness gradually encroached the top of Dachstein. A flock of sheep appeared from the ridge after their bells were heard. Their hair was shivering in the gale and the drizzle. The next day, the Sun popped up behind the Alps, and a little deer jumped between rocks like a flash. The lake in Hallstatt woke up, exhaling the first cover of mist.

Budapest's Yellow Taxi

The Donau carried boats, reflecting the streetlight, the neon lights of restaurants, and the diffused light wrapping around the Parliament Building. Yellow public transports decorated avenues, roads, and alleys, taxis like the enamel, the 2nd line metro like the ribbon of Empress Elisabeth.

Iceland's Little Red Flower

What was below the pale blue sky were green mountains covered with moss and lichen. Under the sunshine, there was grey in the green. A few meters away, several little red flowers scattered among rocks. We saw those flowers and said to each other, 'Look! some interesting souls are buried there.'

Hong Kong's Afternoon Breeze

The Ferris wheel beside the Victoria Harbour was turning slowly. The breeze from the sea could not reach into the carriage, but it can stroke the hair of people who stood on the deck of the shuttles plying between two sides.

London's Buttoned Sleeves

The profile of office buildings sharpened the outline of the sky. Floor-to-ceiling windows reflected the sunlight to make the street brighter. Winter wind blew up the hems of windbreakers which disappeared around the corner a few seconds later.

All cr. Kangzhi Men.