| Home lies at the exit of every train stop, in every traveler’s mind. They travel around for their ideals and their lives. But home is where their hearts lie. To make someone feel touched sometimes all it takes is a rose; to fall in love sometimes all you need is a detail. Sometimes you end a relationship with a drop of tear, but you spend the rest of your life getting over the break-up. Maybe that’s why love is great. I feel the world with my senses. Although the emotions died, my sorrow always gets past the dead emotions, and I cling on to the happiness in the past. The details once buried in my memory seem so vivid now. They rekindle the unforgettable memory. | 
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Zhang Xiang-Xi
Courtesy of Shanghai Duolun Museum of Modern Art.
Home lies at the exit of every train stop, in every traveler’s mind. They travel around for their ideals and their lives. But home is where their hearts lie. To make someone feel touched sometimes all it takes is a rose; to fall in love sometimes all you need is a detail. Sometimes you end a relationship with a drop of tear, but you spend the rest of your life getting over the break-up. Maybe that’s why love is great. I feel the world with my senses. Although the emotions died, my sorrow always gets past the dead emotions, and I cling on to the happiness in the past. The details once buried in my memory seem so vivid now. They rekindle the unforgettable memory.
