English: This series of Impressionist photographs were made in a warm spring night during my family trip for tombs-clearance and ancestors-remembrance. Though it was a sad period and some senses of sadness had also been lasting till now, about the departures of my family members, relatives, and my nice teachers ..., in that spring night, when setting off some pressures, resting my sorrow minds into a ferry chair and leaning my head to the side of father's shoulder, this impressionist imagery appeared beautifully there, silence but nice - like a crystal castle fantastically standing up, in the deep night... Oh, it was so lonely, but still tried to light the whole darkness... like a lost star (one pop song) to warm & light that whole spring night... by its own crystal lights, and a crystal heart...

Then, I picked up this impression. From my eyes, it's not made by my own ability, but natural accompaniments - the soft breeze, those lights, waves, diffuse reflections from water surface, and spreading in dreaming colours... then, coming in front of me the unconscious fragments ... oh! beautiful, like a impressionist painting, or a piece of Debussy's melody under a huge background of universe... I don't know... but, I can only appreciate its beauties from a common passenger's eyes...

May it be I can never have chances to really touch those landscapes in my channel; May it be when they are touched, then, a spring dream will be broken and woke up into pieces - never get back;

but, thanksgiving, thanks to a peaceful night blessed there, with crystal castle standing in front of my eyes and my dream...