Dali, Yunnan, China province, 2021 Summer
In Dali, fleeting moments intertwine, and the morning light over Erhai Lake is gently shattered by dreams, mingling with the breeze. The clear dew and nourishing rains of Dali, too, have seeped into July, saturating it with their unspoken grace.
在大理一些交织的瞬间，朝晨的洱海也被梦打碎掺杂在气流中。而大理的清露与膏泽，也毫无保留地浸润了整个七月。
Beijing, Capital of China, 2021 Spring
That day, I lay in the grass, soaking in the sun for what felt like an eternity. Orange-flavored soda spilled from the bottle, coating my hands in a sticky sweetness. With just a glance, Beiping captured my heart. The golden sunlight, delicate as a cicada’s wing, poured through the infinite sky, bathing mid-May in a soft, radiant glow. I could hear the tender vines reaching ever upwards, their quiet climb filling the air with life.
那天躺在草地上晒了很久很久的太阳，橙子味的饮料从塑料瓶里淌出来，我的整个双手都是黏糊的。北平使个眼色，便俘获了我。薄如蝉翼的金色阳光完全透过无限性照亮了整个五月中旬，我听见年轻的藤蔓不断地攀岩，充斥着空气。
