Time is inevitably captured in photographs. If someone asked why I take photos, I wouldn't hesitate for a second to answer: Because time passes too quickly. The past always seems distant when we look back, doesn't it? If the moment I'm standing in now is the 'present,' it becomes the 'past' as soon as I step away. We all know that no m...
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Time is inevitably captured in photographs. If someone asked why I take photos, I wouldn't hesitate for a second to answer: Because time passes too quickly. The past always seems distant when we look back, doesn't it? If the moment I'm standing in now is the 'present,' it becomes the 'past' as soon as I step away. We all know that no matter how hard we try to turn back the clock, yesterday won't return. We can reflect on the past, but we can't go back. When the past feels unbearably nostalgic, we turn to photographs. What they contain often shares a common trait: affection. Because they capture life. That's why I dedicated myself to the study of photography. Eating less, sleeping less... Traveling everywhere to take pictures. -Click! The shutter sounds. “Ha...” Even though I was bundled up
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