The Reservoir in the Bathhouse
A pool of water held between my arms in the shower carried me back to the public bathhouses of childhood—to a boy who built reservoirs, played at being a hero and conducted experiments beneath the spray.
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Writings
Why Do We Still Tilt at Windmills?
Don Quixote charges at windmills again and again, rising after every defeat. Returning to this knight whom his age called mad, I found myself reconsidering ideals, reality, and why we still choose to face our own windmills.
It Begins with Zijingang Bus Terminal
Passing Zijingang Bus Terminal again, I found the familiar building hidden behind construction barriers. It brought back a Hangzhou of vanishing bus stops, fields, roads and old routines—and made me think about how I had changed as well.
Through Mountains and Forests
In a season of endless rain, driving through quiet mountains and forests offers a rare way to unwind. The weariness of days on the road quietly fades into the stillness.
Tenth Anniversary - A Retrospective of My First Decade in Photography
Sometimes the experience itself matters more than the photography. — Alec Soth
From Home to a Foreign Land: A Hasty Transition
My first passport and first journey abroad were not for a holiday, but the beginning of a life overseas that has now lasted two years and is still unfolding.
A Review of the Jiachen Year: Photography, Literature, and Music
At the end of the Jiachen year, I looked back on how photography, literature, and music entered my life: from paying attention to equipment to understanding content, from discovering the power of words to finally learning to play the bamboo flute and xiao.
Blackout
I was writing about the day’s phone photos when the sky outside flashed and every light in the house went out—the power had failed.
Pictures of my 2024
Most of these 19 photographs were taken during a trip through China between September and October 2024. The journey crossed much of the country, beginning in Qinghai Province in the west, passing through Zhejiang Province in the east, and finally returning to Qinghai.
Notes on Yangmei
Grown across southeastern China and ripening in midsummer, yangmei are dark red, sweet, tart and full of juice—the black pearls of the fruit world.
Pictures of 2023
The year 2023 stands like a milestone dividing one life from another—behind me, plateaus and snow-covered mountains; ahead, grasslands and the sea.
Seven Years of Piecing Together Hangzhou
Exploring every corner of a city is like working on a jigsaw puzzle—it takes time, but the pleasure lies in the process. After seven years, I finally placed the last piece of Hangzhou.
Take Sunrises and Sunsets Seriously
If your time in a city were running out, how would you spend it? Everyone would have their own answer—eating all their favorite foods one more time, seeing every friend once more, or standing the final watch and laying the final brick with care.
Nomadic Westward
Whenever I stand in the evening light, I look west—to the road running into the distance, the gesang flowers by the river, and the hope that one day I might roam the West freely.
Let's Go to Yushu!
Yushu means “ruins” in Tibetan. We will not discuss why it was given such a heavy name, because after the earthquake, it was reborn.
The First Chapter of Dawn
Dawn has always stood for hope. It cuts through the darkness and carries the world into a new day. Its first chapter, naturally, must be a new one.