城市在疲惫的喧嚣之后，生命里的一切纷扰在这时都暂时平息。夜，传递给人们的是那段舒缓呼吸的安祥。在黄晕的月光下，脆弱如花的呓语连绵不绝……

　　在夜，视觉要比文字重要得多，此时，任何不相信自己眼睛的人，都无法正视摄影。这里，“摄影‘记录’的可能已不是你用肉眼看到的那个物质现实，而有可能表现的是你的想象力所能达到的程度”。在呼吸和颤抖之间，一切影像如同我的视线般恍惚起来。面对强大而脆弱的夜，有熟悉的感觉涌来。

　　我和城市的夜——

　　互相窥探、互相矜持、互相掩饰、互相体认。

Incoherent  talk 

After the tire and uproar in the city, all the disturbance of the life appeases at the moment. The night passes the tranquility of leisurely breathing to people. In the moonlight of the dusk, the tender talk in the sleep is carrying on……

At night, one’s vision is much more important than the words. At the moment, anyone that doesn’t believe his eyes and cannot see the nature of photography properly. Here, what the photo records may not be the material reality you see with your naked eyes, but the extend of your imagination can rach. “Between the breathing and trembling, all the things become unclear just as my vision does. Facing the powerful and tender night, I have a familiar feeling surging up.”

I, and the night in the city are exploring, reserving, concealing and understanding each other.