Cross the street to the corner of every city.
Every item in the city has its own story.
Use our breath, color, and shape to splicing out the past.
These stories, we pass and re-weave in our own name.
We look at old things from the perspective of riding,
Record your life by cycling.
Use our hands to make the look of the past,
Let these items retell themselves,
It also increases the storyline of our hand-made life.
All we can do is to keep the story behind everything.
And write today into it by hand,
And the continuation of the story is in your hands,
We hope that each of you gives each story a new life.