你不知道它从何而来，到底是什么，不清晰但又很清晰。你以为自己是了解它的，就像那只不经意间在窗台上发现的黑色与黄色的飞蛾，我以为它还活着。

这些都是真实且平常的，它们只在我目之所及的范围内。

那些没有日期的图像，一瞬间留在屏幕上的jpg，每一天产生于各种场合的数字片段，是逐渐消失的图景，我被这些残片拉回彼时彼刻，却不能确定是在怎样的情况下留有的痕迹，或者说确定是不可能的也是没必要的。它们清晰可见又似是而非，如实可述却语焉不详。

I saw one object through the screen of my cellphone. At the exact moment when I clicked on the camera icon, the concrete fragment separated itself from the entity it belonged, turning into a complete fragment. The only stuff I could see is such a fragment.

You didn’t know where it comes from. You even didn’t know what on earth it is. It sometimes looked fuzzy, but sometimes it seemed very distinctive. You presumed that you understand it well, so commonplace just like black and yellow moths discovered unintentionally on the window sill. I thought it was still alive.

And these are all real and so common. They are limited within the very field of my vision.

These JPG photos not marked with dates instantly remained on the screen are digital fragments generated in various daily occasions. These scenes gradually fade away. I’m always hauled back to the olden times by these fragments, however, I can’t determine on what occasion these marks are left. It’s impossible to figure it out and there’s no need to. They are so vivid yet fake, so clear yet implicit. The world and you are in a certain relation of space. These fragments are demonstrated before your eyes so concrete and obvious, but you just ignores them in myriad details. To suspect or to be suspected can also be a narration of your own living status. Appearance of objects pass me by more and more remotely, turning into “nothingness”. What you believe you have seen is not always what you really have seen, and what you believe you have said is not always what you really have said. I can’t see it clearly nor explain it vividly.

                                                               Chen Jie