I was so excited last night to finish my photo wall. I feel so accomplished just like getting some craft-work done as a kid.
昨晚很兴奋地像做儿时的手工一样的，完成并挂上了自己的照片墙。当当当～
I almost forgot all of the background stories about most of the black & white photos, due to lack of colors and memories. The other reason is probably I was just trying to be cool and different, not really into it.
大部分装逼黑白照中我已经忘却了时空的背景，因为没有颜色并强说愁。
As a contrast, I can clearly recall when and how I took each colorful shot, from left to right, and top to bottom:
1: train station of Philadelphia; unfinished house in Simao; dream girls seen in China town.
2: reflections of clouds; some extremely colorful but evil-looking flowers; a river close to FDR avenue of NY city.
3: a ridiculous blueprint attached to a building under construction; flying kids & teenagers (good luck to them); a bowel of warm and soothing soy milk after getting drunk
但是每幅彩照我都回忆的起当时的环境和早晚。从左到右，从上到下：
行1： 黄昏中的费城火车站柱子；思茅半路上的毛坯房；芝加哥唐人街二楼惊见女神志玲姐姐
行2： 小池塘中云的倒影； 小山坡上的魔鬼花； 纽约的FDR大道旁的江流
行3： 未完成的建筑上贴着荒诞的预想图； 庙街活动中飞翔的少年儿童们； 宿醉后学校食堂温暖的豆浆
每一张后面都是一个未完成的故事。
Each of them contains a unfinished/to-be-continued story.