It is that time of the year again, the summer season where people can bask under the glorious bright sunshine to lighten up my soul. This is also a great time for photography and to go out and be one again with nature. While sitting on the porch and listening to the sound of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata, I browse my old picture collection to reminisce the past. Just like the poem above, the pictures I took before share all the same theme: summer. I love summer because it is the season that brings you energy and rejuvenates your soul. I like summer because summer reminds me of the innocent dreams of my childhood. I want to spend some time away from the noise of the city and live in a log house cabin deep in the woods. I want to experience the life before the 21st century isolated from the majority and the only companion I have is my good old digital camera. Taking pictures is like making my own imprint that I lived in this world. No matter how many years have passed, and even if the society may forgot me in the end, those people who will be able to see the pictures I took from my time will have the opportunity to enjoy the tranquil image of a quiet life. Right now, as I look around the garden, all I can see is the beautiful round moon, shining on the land and illuminating the dark night. I took out my camera and tried to get a picture of the moon and the serene garden. Summer reminds me of the simplicity of life, and as much as possible, I want to engrave that memory of the warm summer nights deep in my heart and my camera. Because of this, I cannot help myself not to compose a small poem to express what I feel right now:
Warm summer evenings
Colorful dead leaves
And the scent of the white plums
Fill the quiet evening air
While the cicadas’ continue singing
As I put my camera away, I had the sudden urge to look to the moon once again; I closed my eyes and uttered a silent wish. All the people fell into deep slumber, the flowers swayed along with the evening breeze, leaving a fragrant smell all over the place. This is what summer means to me. How about you? Does summer reminded you of something?