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People who have lived in the city for a long time will not remember how our ancestors walked on the wild land a long time ago. We had just started walking.

Those memories are too far away. Whether abstract or concrete. By this time we have learned to fly. In the belly of a huge machine, of course. At the beginning of the long journey, the plane accelerated quickly along the runway and then rushed into the sky with its head held high. Looking from the small window, in a short time, we can see that the whole city is being told in the field of vision, and the lights, streets and vehicles are as exquisite as large toys. An artist once painted such a scene as a painting, which was really an amazing presentation, a bird's eye view that filled mankind with a sense of accomplishment. Meanwhile, when you look down from the air, you will find how strikingly similar these cities are. If we can keep a bird's eye view for a long time, we may see the smallness and suddenness of the cities on the whole continent. However, the plane rose to the stratosphere and its line of sight was cut off. We are embraced by white clouds or darkness, turn off the headlights in a pleasant void and immerse ourselves in sleep. Until it landed safely in another city.

Loro Piana cloak, trousers and sandals

The long-distance flight between cities is like this. It's like jumping in a movie, omitting a large number of empty shots.

Older people will like trains-the kind of transportation that is slow and can feel the resonance of sleepers. Some people will think of the beasts of our ancestors in ancient times, on the train. The train goes to a warm place, with soft farmland and ponds outside the window, and occasionally it rains. The train arrived at a cold place, the earth became more and more silent, the snow became thicker and thicker, and there was not a footprint. Dead branches grow on the snowdrift. However, there are smoke and platforms in the distance.

The train roared past in the hinterland of the night, and Long song, who was heartbroken, ran across the wilderness, like the wailing of wild animals. This is a gentle whine.

For human beings, travel is defined by a starting point and a destination. And to reach the wilderness, you can't set the end point. It requires us to completely abandon any civilization. But contemporary civilization covers every continent.

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An anthropologist once said that if he went into hibernation and was awakened in the distant future, he needed a book to understand that era, and he would ask for a fashion picture book at that time.

JW Anderson headscarf, Uniqlo shirt, Loewe long skirt, booties, Chloé belt.

"What to wear?" It is the eternal question of mankind. Clothing is the ultimate weapon for human beings to challenge the wilderness-when our ancestors are no longer naked, it is time to break with the great god of nature completely. When I don't know what to wear, it means that human civilization is facing a challenge to its essence.

There is a place that is not suitable for wearing anything, and that is the abandoned city from which human beings have evacuated.

In the vast western part of China, cities are like ringworm, which are unevenly distributed on the earth. There is a long Gobi and desert between cities. Ghost towns are scattered in Gobi and desert. They are usually only a few decades old and have been abandoned by people because of policy changes or energy depletion. This abandonment is often a mutation rather than a natural occurrence. They were suddenly thrown at a certain node in history and became specimens.

There is no train or public transport to reach the ghost town. They are hyperlinks to sudden death on the road. They keep the whole face of a city, with factories, dormitories, schools, parks, canteens and even prisons, but no one. Driving into an abandoned city is like driving into a dream, as if the time has gone back for decades, and the people living here have just disappeared collectively in the previous second.

Chanel blouse, culottes, straw hat and waist chain, Samuel Guiyang shirt.

Ghost town is suitable for photography, especially for avant-garde fashion. The clothes that don't need realistic functions collude with the venue, creating a romantic feeling that is both ornamental and transcendent. However, outside the camera, you can't see yourself walking in a ghost town. You will feel that you are wearing the wrong clothes. It's even worse not to wear clothes. Every photo you take of someone is ugly and inappropriate. Nature shows its power here, leaving you at a loss. This is not a wilderness, it is a more desolate place than a wilderness.

In the west, civilization is thin, and ghost towns are abandoned bodies on the film of civilization. At this time, the only way is to use the noise of ants moving to attract tour groups to fight against ghost town terrorism. The jackets uniformly distributed by tour groups are the saviors of mankind.

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In ancient China, the wasteland of intellectuals was the wasteland of ink and wash landscapes, a political concept. "Hidden in the city" is the self-deception of the young bourgeoisie. The tallest hermits must hide in the wilderness, but paradoxically, these hermits are extremely famous and easy to find. The self-exile of literati seems lofty, but in fact it is an invitation for merit and reward. Their wilderness exists only in posture. This is the pragmatic dialectics of the East.

The wilderness of ordinary people is full of myths and strange animals. Blank doesn't mean anything. When it comes to fashion, you have to point fingers. It is horrible to be unable to judge, so ordinary people fill it with pure imagination. Where you haven't been, there are gods or monsters everywhere.

Shirts, tops and skirts with suspenders, Loewe booties.

The grandeur of the wilderness wants to fly too far, and the real history seems dull until now. In order to comfort themselves, people create heroes, and in order for heroes to be established, people create public enemies. Out of the cinema, terrible mutant creatures, evil aliens, crazy scientists, in fact, have not entered the real worry. But in the best epic and fantasy literature, ancient ballads always sing the dragon. The passage of time and the development of science and technology bring the illusion that the journey is really a sea of stars. In fact, the barren hills outside the city are enough to starve exploring college students.

The times are in fashion picture books and the truth is in popular culture. A few years ago, in popular computer games, virtual heroes walked on the map and made great achievements. One day the game was broken, and the man suddenly came down from the map and waddled into the void, with nothing. The computer failed, the system crashed, and only he walked into the virtual wilderness-until the power was unplugged and everything was zero.

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In Australia, which is surrounded by the sea in the southern hemisphere, people will feel lonely and admit that all the land is actually an island. In Australia, all cities are still dead cities.

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Australian cities are all located on the coastline, and the maritime climate makes the weather changeable. The weather forecast is nonsense for a week and then revised day by day. In the busiest business district in the city center, it is sunny at noon, and white-collar workers who take a lunch break sit on the white stone steps of the state library and chew sandwiches. Suddenly, flying sand and stones fell, and heavy rain fell in the sun, instantly soaking suits, shoes and gray professional dresses. This is something that can happen every day.

So, there is no fashion here. The most suitable clothes are tights, boots, raincoats and umbrellas under thin skirts in summer. Even so, jackets are unforgivable here, which is the last bottom line of contemporary urban civilization.

When the weather is fine, the beach is sweet and postcards are as blue as a calm sea. The suburbs are mountainous, and at a certain section of the mountain road, the sea level is still above the highway, which is really a strange beauty. Look up at the sea. Then the dark clouds came, the sea roared and changed color, and the gray-blue waves shook the bay and port. You turned on the wiper and drove quickly to the city. The city here is intertwined with the wilderness. Your road is straight, but you don't know what will happen ahead. It's raining heavily, so you change the air conditioner in the car to heating. A large reed is directly inserted into the highway, which is a common reserved wetland of different sizes in cities. Dark clouds are overwhelming, and you are afraid. The reeds on the roadside are more than three meters high, and the sky is covered in the strong wind, and the horizon cannot be seen. The windows are all golden yellow with reeds. You dare not stop or speed up, and you are chased out of the reeds by something indescribable. The rain is getting smaller and smaller, and the sun is out again. You stop the car, take off your windbreaker and put your hands on the newspaper in the back seat. According to the real estate advertisement in the local newspaper, the mansion by the sea is 20 kilometers away from the city center.

Chloé dress, Saint Laurent shirt designed by Anthony Vaccarello, silk scarf, Loewe booties.

Australian residents who live by the sea wear flip-flops all year round. On the streets in winter, some people wear thick fishermen's sweaters, shorts and slippers and other trams. This kind of urban landscape destroyed by nature is more sad than skin cancer and hay fever.

If traced back to the source, the original sin belongs to arrogant Europeans. They set sail from the gloomy European continent and drove the brown-skinned aborigines to the desert in central Australia. Strong sunlight shone on the thin skin of Anglo-Saxons, leaving wrinkles and vicissitudes. The aborigines roared and danced naked in the desert until the rugby league in 20 19.

This is their fragmented conquest.

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Large cities with concentrated population are places with the highest density of civilization. These cities are more like models than models-they have a purely artificial sense of shaping, efficient and indifferent, but absolutely beautiful.

Loro Piana hunting shirt (used as coat), shirt, trousers, straw hat and sandals.

Park is a mole on the face of a big city with eyebrow pencil. Park is a small wilderness, kept in captivity in urban life to satisfy people's competitive spirit, just like a painting overlooking the city on an airplane. People walk their dogs in the park-small wild animals in captivity. On the grass, human cubs and pet dogs are running and playing, and their guardians are watching with a smile. They take out plastic bags and pick up fresh shit. This is probably the place where we are least prepared to face nature. We run along the edge of the green lawn, exercise, crush bread and throw it to pigeons and sparrows. Staring at the beautiful and clean lake. This is where poetry came into being. Perhaps the biggest risk is being robbed of your wallet on your way home at night. This is also part of the urban legend.

Is there any noise in the song of the city? Yes

Shantou is the most prosperous city in the southeast of China. There is a "small park" in the center of Shantou. That is an ancient dream of this city. The radial arcade complex was built by overseas Chinese who came back from the Nanyang gold rush in the 1930s. If it is aligned, this is a miniature, young Roman Colosseum. The arcades on the third and fourth floors are all pure white and in disrepair. Rococo patterns are carved on arcades, window frames and door covers, and their shapes are difficult to distinguish by wind and rain erosion. This is an old dream that Shantou is forgetting, but it is full of people. It is also the most popular tourist attraction in Shantou.

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There is a nightclub in the depths of the small park in the last century, which is now dilapidated and full of wild cats. But there are still residents on the second floor. Put a bamboo pole outside the window to dry the autumn clothes and trousers. On the old building next to it, the words "Department Store" are written in quaint fonts, and a large photo of Li Ka-shing is hung in the shop across the street. One afternoon, a small fire broke out here. A fire truck separated the sightseeing crowd and booed into the side street, and the black smoke went out. Later, an old woman carrying a bag of vegetables passed by the firemen. Shi Shiran walked into the fire scene and went home to cook.

In an old lane, the former rich family courtyard was dilapidated and the wooden door was closed, which made people speculate on the prosperity of that year. Thick leaves jutted out from the roof, swaying in the wind. Push that door open and you will scream in surprise. The building community inside the gate has disappeared, and there is a huge and solid dripping Guanyin on the ruins. The thick roots trample on the traces of human beings below, and the thick green comes at you, as if waiting for you for a long time and will strangle you soon.

You shut the door in shock and join the tourists holding up the selfie stick. You are comforted by the familiar sweat and language. This is the voice of the wilderness, showing its minions in the most unexpected encounter.

Ye San wrote it.

Photography: Yu Cong

Style: Jojo money

Hairstyle: Zhangfan

Makeup: Miao Xin

Producer: Yu

Photography Assistant: Xu Yongcong

Costume Assistant: Josh

Digital Post: Color Lab

Arrangement: Antoine Young

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