这是布城某某一座鲜为人知的公园. 因为鲜为人知, 所以我也乐得空闲时偶尔往那跑上几趟. 天气不是很乐观, 大整天几乎都是阴阴的, 带点郁闷.

When I’m idle, I will do my little fantasy.
Another weekeend I’m having, and there gone my precious weekend.

小荷初露尖尖角.
Nelumbo nucifera, an all time dignity symbolization.

倒影中的双城记.
Invaders with territory of no kingdom.

日落划下的银河, 片刻已埙落无迹.
Aurora within the reflection.

浮, 仰或沉. 是谁或谁的归处?
Drowning, or evolve.

本想拍张色彩浓郁的黄昏, 但最后却遇上了冷色温的日落.
A fine evening.

模糊, 扭曲及被忽略的影像, 但它们确是真相的一部分.
Distorted facts, our politicians’ favourite.

独享其乐.
Bulrush down the swamp, kinda impressed with its stubbornness.

两个世界的存在.
Being of 2 worlds, yet they are coexisted.

飞机掠过天际, 让我想起在亚庇底空行使的飞机.
Passer-by

绽放.
Vitality

枯萎.
Deceased

真的, 假的. 虚幻的倒影却比真实的花卉来得芙媚, 倒叫活脱脱的花卉白活了.
The insignificant defined truth, perhaps this is what we wanted, regardless the facticity.

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