When analyzing the inner heart or clarifying some naked feelings, it will arouse the original reaction, this is how I felt when I first confessed in church. I don’t believe in religion in any substantive way, but in this first confession I found the same state that I developed when I was shooting. The Gospel card in the church I took is printed with the words "come with me." "come with me" , although we don’t know where to end up, but this state of constant repetition and walking is very similar to the process of my creation. Every day, I march on the flat land, and in the process, I am not clear about what I am looking for, Until all kinds of open spaces and parking lots found me, and let me gaze at them, as well as the ubiquitous color signs. Behind the high-color sensory stimuli, it coincides with my experience of taking portraits of people on the street: enthusiastic, friendly and polite, but as the number increases, replacing this kind of friendly interaction is a huge mechanism behind the individual. The individualized differences have almost disappeared, only a very small number of people's rejection experience that can feel I am interacting with a real person. Most of these colors are pragmatic, the city becomes a huge playground, and individuals become roles. In a hastily moving and cordial interaction, Forming a "shell" state, with a empty or suspended emotion, And these empty are projected precisely in those open spaces, The open space or parking lot that I met in the city, the huge emptiness it has attracted me. Its emptiness comes from the psychological level of a feeling that people or vehicles stay on it for a short time and leave because of its functionality. And its significance is established only when it is used, and most of the time it becomes a neglected space, which has a lonely and stubborn temperament. They seem to be waiting for a final rest or use, and carrying the part of the human being that cannot be explained inside.