Questions in Ah Fong's head while photographing a Chinese landscape. This was the day after he had finished reading Hockney's new book
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- A double-decker tram passed by the tall building which was mysteriously on fire
- A huge piece of some object fell into river from the sky. The splash could be seen far from the hill-top
- A metal caterpillar walking across
- A tiny notebook last summer
- After 140 steps uphill you will see a cottage behind the big tree. But， Fok-Tan told his grandson，don't visit me in the winter
- After climbing intensively for three days，he can now almost touch the moon. The night is still young
- At exactly 10:10，the signals arrived
- Balloon behind window grids
- Boiling top
- By moon rise，hundreds of terabytes should have been uploaded to your hand-held device
- Dr. E invented a camera that could capture human psychological images by means of vibration waves. For some reason，it was never put into mass production
- Everybody said camel was the Father of GPS. The other day when we were crossing over the Taklamakan desert，there was a guy playing with the Love's Bow and Arrow. We thought he was a God
- Finally we landed at the foot of the valley beside the two low trees as planned
- Flying object (in the new edition of Journey to the West)
- He dove skillfully into the wall mural of an ancient astronomical map
- He had a strange dream about art - a large trunk of a sculpture felt onto the ground，the noise was so huge that people believed it was an atomic bomb
- He left his BlackBerry in the office and walked into the island. We'd never received his emails again
- He made a scan of the grand hall by moving his head from far right to far left，the way you would turn the page of a large format coffee-table book
- He placed the house on the top of a small hill
- He recognized Ah Yi's fan shop through the window. The reflection from other side of the street called back a broad palette of his childhood memories
- He took a picture of him as he was landing precisely on the red mark between two trees. The parachute swept up a handful of dust from the ground
- He's telling an old story with the assistance of a carousel slide projector
- In 1945，there was a big explosion in the gun powder production plant. People began to think of alternative ways to stage a war
- In earlier days，a sky tower was built from the clouds down instead of from the ground up
- In the afternoon，the day after the mayoral election he fell down from the tree into a huge case of political scandal
- It rises slowly high up to the ceiling. The room smells dramatically a full body of sweet and smooth cognac
- It would have been completed before the storm arrived
- Just before sunrise，we heard one of the palm trees on the sidewalk was singing a strange song
- Last night there was a concert near the old astronomical observatory site. People were talking about the new star that is even larger than our sun
- Long time ago there was a proposal about constructing a twin Ferris Wheel in Shatin near the villages. Somehow the proposal has never been approved
- Nobody can tell he is a good politician. And vise versa
- On stage，three mountains in front of a huge backdrop
- On the Mahjong table，she learned the strategy and the art of grant writing. It was 1996
- On the stage，Beijing Opera performers are singing the legendary stories about an old tree and the new palace
- People believed this was an earlier version of a pinhole camera; it could even take multiple images on one plate in same moment
- People say that when you are walking into the next life，being able to recite a handful of poems will help God in adjusting a new universe. I doubt it
- Questions in Ah Fong's head while photographing a Chinese landscape. This was the day after he had finished reading Hockney's new book
- Rotary panels and visible fragrance floating in the air
- Seeing her in the mirror reminded him of the long video conference this morning，when he had talked to his client in UK through the huge iMac screen in the office
- Some trees outside the Opera House are far more expressive
- Stirring wind at the balcony
- Symbols on the wall
- The bike spins like a lyric around the table; it comes and goes
- The boat was manipulated by a force from the sky
- The conversation between a mermaid and a large fish
- The echo machine sending out a message every 5 milliseconds
- The man with a pair of man-made wings was about to jump down from the tall platform. He thought he could fly as far as one or two kilometers
- The mountain island slowly fell down into the water. Hundreds of locust-like parachutes had already eaten up half of the white sky
- The new large format instant films were manufactured in plants in the Far East; a secret recipe was added to them that could turn a landscape instantly into Zen
- The part of history that has never been told
- The pine tree leaned its head towards the west side about to receive a message from the sky
- The tree was sucked up into the sky
- The woman told us that it was a book about Gender. When we turned to Chapter six，small trees were walking all over the table-top
- There is a hidden function of this tower that people seldom know about: as the tip-top spins， it transforms molecules from the air into written language
- There was a sudden heavy shower in the Park. The tree became an umbrella to the boy - who was reading Freud
- There was no moon. Thousands of umbrella soldiers were pouring into the West Lake like drops of blood onto a rice paper. The invasion had begun
- This was captured 10 days before the Palace was burned to ashes
- Three middle age women were consecutively describing their stories
- Two worlds. In words，and misconnections
- Under the microscope we saw thousands of small voices rising up from the battleground
- We had heavy rain last night，the city was turned into a river. Early morning the long sky was in the colour of a piece of polished ivory
- When he twisted the wooden rod of the metal ball，the violet flames began to spin and swirl around
- While passing through Cape Hope，we saw planet-like objects moving like clouds towards our fleet
- Workers started to lift up the pagoda from a large piece of advertisement billboard