Struggling with what title to use for this year's summary, the photos are placed in unnamed folders.
Let's call it an unnamed journey.
Set off without knowing anything, see the scenery you encounter, and meet strangers.
However, this year's summary will be simple and sad.
January New Year's Day, winter solstice, Guangzhou Tianzi Wharf.
Uighur friends who are in the kebab business heard that they wanted to take pictures and rushed to hear the news.
On January 12, Lapa Xiaohan, Guangdong Kaiping.
Chikan Old Street's pot rice, the favorite rice scorch.
January 15th, every day to work the school.
Graduating, working, for many years, suddenly getting old.
January 19th, the great cold, Nanjing Egret Island.
I met the soup bun girl I met four years ago, and later learned that her name was Lu Lili.
Remember a city, just one person.
February 4, Lichun, hometown Zhanjiang.
The husband went home for the New Year, and he was very happy, and he had been chanting for half a month before.
Before taking the photo, Tu Shou gang sorted out the sleeves for half a day.
February 8th, New Year's Eve, the seaside of my hometown.
The three mother-in-law and granddaughter-in-law dug bone eels at the seaside.
Where's Daddy? Dad worked outside and didn't come home.
February 15, rain, Foshan Ancestral Temple.
The social drama opens the gong.
February 24, Lantern Festival, Shenzhen Window of the World.
The sunset is faint.
February 25, Lamma Island, Hong Kong.
Tangles spread.
March 9th, Sting, Fujian Nanjing Tulou.
The mountains are full of Tieguanyin tea fields, and almost no one lives in Tulou.
March 10, Zhangzhou, Fujian Province.
A city steeped in oolong tea.
March 22, Spring Equinox, Guangzhou Cemetery West Road.
At this time of year, kapok is seen once in the drizzle.
March 30, late spring, Yueyang Dongting Lake.
Purple clouds bloom by the lake.
April 1, Yueyang Zhangguying Village.
Children in the old house.
April 5, Qingming, Zhuhai Dong'ao Island.
This year's typhoon came particularly early, and the entire island was shaken in the wind and rain.
April 10, Huizhou, Guangdong.
Cupping in the old town, as if psychic.
April 25, Gu Yu, Shaoguan Niubi Village.
Grandma taught He Yinghui and Zhu Meiling to be Ai Fin and entrusted people to carry their parents who worked in the city.
May 12, Lixia, Guangzhou Agricultural Lecture Institute.
The move is undecided.
June 6, Xiao Man, Luoyang White Horse Temple.
On June 7, kaifeng got on the train to Zhengzhou.
Twilight quad.
June 9, the wilderness of home.
farewell.
June 15th, Father's Day, Hung Hom, Hong Kong, Ferry Terminal.
He said that every day there will be an old man to feed the sparrows, today he can't come, I will come to the top shift, don't let the sparrows go hungry.
June 22, the summer solstice, Hangzhou Xixi Guanyin Jingshe.
Lotus under the moon.
June 23, summer solstice, Shaoxing Dongpu Town.
He said that he looked so good that he was reluctant to pick it.
July 1st, summer vacation, Kunming Culture Lane.
Embark on a journey to say goodbye.
On July 2nd, Dali, did not eat for a day in a hurry.
If we are going to part ways, please don't leave at this moment.
On July 5, Dali Weishan Mountain.
Paper money.
July 6, Dairikishu.
Ride alone to the end of the Erhai Sea, where there are few people, light rain, only birds and the sound of the wind.
July 7, Daeari.
During the trip, I received sample books from two new books, "Time Pictures" and "50 Most Beautiful Towns in China", and I really hope that my father can see it too.
July 8th, Xiao Xia, Guizhou Town Yuan.
Watching people cast nets on the covered bridge, I watched for more than an hour.
Maybe what awaits is not a photo, just a mood.
July 9, Huaihua Hongjiang.
Grandma Zheng, who lives alone, combed her head for half a day before she was willing to let me take pictures, she said, her children and grandchildren are busy, and the New Year is also two or three days away.
July 10th, Xiangxi Tea Pass.
Laladu is still there, crossing the river for one dollar, and the old uncle has no granddaughter.
The White Tower was long gone, and the man might come back tomorrow, maybe never.
July 11, the summer, Xiangxi Yuanling.
A lonely moon rises on the Yuanjiang River, a lonely journey, walking dusty, sideburns like frost, suddenly want to go home.
August 11, Liqiu, Qinghai Regong.
The morning smoke bell of Longwu Temple rises, and people tirelessly walk around the temple.
August 12, Liqiu, Qinghai Regong.
Little Aka in the depths of the river valley, the language barrier, I handed a chocolate and asked, this will not break the ring, right? He didn't say a word, took a few bites and ate it.
September 1st, summer, North Point Pier, Hong Kong.
He asked me, are you a mainland journalist? Be upright!
September 15, Bailu, Xinjiang Narathi Grassland.
There are always some places where some people will become legends in your memories. When I think of it by chance, there is sunshine in my heart.
The meaning of travel is not in the scenery, not on the road, but in the heart of the mottled beauty and thoughts.
September 16, sunset over the Ili River.
The Uyghur youth sat on the bridge with his guitar on his back, never uttering a word.
On September 25, the autumn equinox, I was on a plane to Beijing.
When I received the award, I was very weak-hearted, an amateur, actually became the photographer of the year, had to say in the acceptance speech, I accept the award on behalf of all people with dreams.
On September 30, every day after work, I passed the dusk on the overpass.
In fact, I am not a traveler, I have never even been out of the country, and I can often only pat Guangzhou, but when my hands itch, I am also very happy to pat Guangzhou.
October 4th, HanLu, hometown Zhanjiang.
Three in a row, I got up at four o'clock in the morning to see the sea in my hometown.
There was my original dream there, and the sea told me the answers to all my questions, and it said nothing.
October 17, Thanksgiving, Hangzhou White Horse Lake.
Thanks to Teacher Fu Yongjun for the invitation to give a lecture, I had the privilege of meeting Ruan Yizhong and Wang Zheng.
In fact, it is quite estranged from the photography circle, and I always feel that I can stay a little farther away in order to stick to my own pursuit, which is quite pedantic.
October 25, frost fell, Suzhou.
The cold night in Gusu City, the small inn in the old city in the middle of the night, is full of the fragrance of osmanthus flowers. Then a person squatted in the street late at night, fried two small dishes, a pot of turbid wine, and warmed his bones.
October 26, Pingjiang Road, Suzhou.
The sunshine is beautiful, and as is the habit of going to every city in the past, I hiked through suzhou once.
November 13th, Li Dong, Yuen Long, Hong Kong, afternoon tea time.
Every time I visit Hong Kong, I go to a different subway station.
November 30, Xiaoxue, Nanning.
The last remnant of the old town.
December 1, Nanning People's Park.
Mr. Zeng, who plays the saxophone, asked me to help him take some photos, he said, I have been blowing on this hill for five years, and I have not found anyone to help take a few pictures, and post them on the QQ space for relatives and friends to see.
December, heavy snow, Guangzhou.
Make a wish to copy the heart sutra a thousand times, and overcome the suffering.
December 22, winter solstice, Shenzhen Huaqiang North Electronic City.
In each small grid, there is a Chinese dream.
December 28, Changzhou West Taihu Lake.
This year of mixed joy and sorrow is about to pass. Future travel remains unnamed.
December 28, Changzhou Xizhi Street, stretching the waist of the dog.
This year, there are actually many insights.
But I think it's good to just smile silently.
Dear friends, I wish you a Happy New Year 2014!
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