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我喜爱摄影,有个时期可以说是酷爱。为别人拍过很多照片,自己却很少,也向来不曾用心留存。5年前,一位非常好的朋友去世了。他叫范炯。他的去世使我第一次知道了什么叫椎心之痛。葬礼过后,我生平第一次珍藏自己的照片。我是95年5月11日得到了范炯病危的消息,当晚在北京站前咬牙买下票贩子的高价票,乘特快急奔郑州。次日晨,出站后以最快速度赶到医院,先冲进急诊室,后找观察室,再进住院部,最后在“内
I love photography, there is a period can be said to be fond of. Have taken a lot of photos for others, but very few of them, but also have never tried hard to survive. Five years ago, a very good friend passed away. His name is Fan Jiong. His death made me know for the first time what aching pain. After the funeral, for the first time in my life, I collected my own photos. I was on May 11, 95 got the news of Fan Jiong critically ill that night in front of the Beijing Railway Station bought high ticket votes broker, rushed to Zhengzhou by speeding. The next morning, after leaving the hospital as soon as possible rushed to the hospital, first rushed to the emergency room, looking for observation room, and then admitted to the hospital department, and finally in the ”