一这是个多雪的寒冬,积雪的路上一直印着沉重的车辙。明净的天空泼满醉人的蓝,厚厚的积雪在太阳光下惨白的有点刺眼。心情有些灰暗,走进这空旷寂静的深山峡谷里,想用身体的疲惫替代心灵的烦躁,用相机留下空寂笼罩中的孤独。二坚硬的鞋底踩在松软的雪地上,发出有节奏的声响,是那么纯粹,那么干净,脆得让人有点不敢落脚。此刻的旅行,就是残忍的搏杀!停下来,是不可能的,即使回头返回原地,依然避免不了 This is a snowy winter, heavy snow tracks have been printed on the road. Bright sky full of intoxicating blue, thick snow in the sun a pale glare. Feel a little gloomy, into the deep silence of the mountains and valleys, want to use the body’s fatigue to replace the restless mind, with the camera left in the loneliness of the loneliness. Two hard soles tread on the soft snow, making a rhythmic sound, so pure, so clean, brittle people a bit afraid to settle. The moment of travel, is cruel fight! Stop, it is impossible, even if back to return to the place, still can not be avoided