時間有如無聲的行者冉冉向前。靜靜佇立於城市的建築，總是隱沒於行者匆匆路過的身後。只存於瞥睹之際，你我才赫然驚覺身居其中的歸巢早已歷經風霜。
Time is like a silent walker moving forward with the loneliness.The buildings standing voicelessly in the city are often ignored by the passerby.The historic feats and weathered faces present within a hasty glance and cast on a sentimental mind.