All the information about Hugh

Ancestral home: Wuxi City, Jiangsu Province

Hugh's photos (24) Birthplace: Shanghai Zodiac: Dog Title: Prince of Costume Drama; Motto: The meaning of life is not limited to survival. Clouds in the sky and water in a bottle. What I want to do most: be a director. Travel by car. Ask yourself: don't idle away your time. I used to use my name: Hook (only one month after birth) to worship people: Zhao Yunhua, Luo Geng, Jacky Cheung, Jiang Wen, Wong Kar-wai, Yu Hua, Zhang Li and other favorite leisure activities: photography, cars, Harley-Davidson motorcycles, travel, basketball, tennis, favorite animals: cats (on the day of birth, cats came to my house, so I became attached, and I still have cats. Agent: Charlene Choi (Cai Yinong) Company: Shanghai Tangren Film Production Co., Ltd.; Record Company: Goldwind Records Company (formerly EMI EMI EMI Records Company, merged) Address: Shop C 1, E, No.75 Yichang Road, Putuo District, Shanghai, hana, 2nd floor, Tangren Cinema, will be closed (zip code: 200060).

About sideline business

Set foot in the catering industry. Restaurant name: FOUNT

7-year activity photos (19 photos) Restaurant address: Building 5, Yongjiating, No.570 Yongjia Road, near Yueyang Road. Restaurant category: mainly engaged in advanced Japanese cuisine, as well as desserts, and used as a bar. Restaurant information: The restaurant covers an area of about 650 square meters, with a monthly rent of 200,000 RMB and an initial investment of 5 million RMB. This was invested and operated by him and three friends, including Wang, a deskmate in high school, and Hugh's shares accounted for 40%. The restaurant is run by good brother Kim (FOUNT restaurant manager). Hugh said: "We have a scientific calculation of this lot, including the passenger flow. This place is very good, because I have great feelings for it. I used to live near here, and my primary school and middle school are near here. "

learning experience

Primary school: Shanghai Xiangyang Primary School (1989- 1995) Junior high school: Shanghai No.2 Middle School, grade 94 1 class (1995- 1998) Senior high school: Shanghai No.2 Middle School, grade 98, class 3 (/.

self-introduction

When I was a child, I was very simple. I like squatting in the toilet and singing in the bathtub, so Singing at will basically summarizes my childhood. When I grow up, I am still simple, and I like to chew words repeatedly in front of the computer, so "Hugh" becomes "Brother Gu Yue". "Old" stands for nostalgia, "Moon" stands for affection, "Brother" stands for loyalty and "Owe" stands for imperfection. Nostalgia makes me fall in love with art, and art can carry good memories; Affectionate let me choose the performance major of Shanghai Theatre Academy, because I am willing to pour my rich feelings into the stage; Loyalty makes me always put my friends in the most important position; Imperfection makes me full of curiosity and yearning for life. This is me, just me. Describe yourself: this person looks a little cute and seems to be a little handsome. Of course, this "handsome" is just barely crowned. There are three reasons: first, I like to laugh. Affectionate people now call it "flowers". Flowers are not cool, those who are not cool are upset, those who are upset are not wise, and those who are not wise are not disabled. Are you handsome with disabilities? Second, I like talking. People who are multilingual now call it "poverty". Poor people are dishonest, dishonest people float, floating people are not brave, and brave people are empty. Empty and handsome? Third, I like thinking. People who think a lot today call it "softness". Those who are soft are not strong, those who are not strong are worried, those who are worried have no ambition, and those who have no ambition are mediocre. Is mediocrity handsome High school composition fragment "The sunshine in early spring shuttles between buildings in this big city with golden warmth, taking away the biting cold in winter and leaving people with infinite reverie about spring." There is a ray of sunshine that seems to care for a place in particular. It does not hesitate to pour its light and heat into an inconspicuous corner on the second floor of an old-fashioned villa through dusty glass, completely ignoring the darkness and humidity of the surrounding environment ... "Personal quotations/literary talents (selected) ☆ The scenery in the distance is always more beautiful and clearer, and the unreachable is always better and more precious to pursue leisure.

On the way, we also want to catch some bits and pieces of dead memories and gently fall beside your distant rut. We meet at different street corners and at different times, waiting for us to miss it. It suddenly occurred to me that they hadn't seen each other for a long time, so she made him dream all night, and that night she hurried him to chase his dream for a year. Suddenly, you came to him as kindly as the smoke on his mouth burned out. You don't have to worry about waking up and seeing you for the first time ☆ You have to be a free-flying bird. I am willing to be a bamboo prison that people revile. I am not the blue sky for you to soar, nor the arm you seek all day long. I just want to give you temporary support. I opened the window and ran away with you. You are floating in the clouds. You sing, I swing. Who is trapped and who hurts each other? ☆ The roads are looming in the wind, and the streets between the clouds are intermittent. There is no constant dust in the world ☆ It was blown away, swept away, and the wind finally stopped ... The hot fireball rose as usual and burned its followers as usual ☆ In my memory, my mother had warm hands and liked to lead me by the nose. In my memory, my mother has a pair of cold hands, always hitting my ass and my head. Now I can't feel her warmth and coldness, I can only see her chubby mother. Please forgive me for always taking luggage belt away. I really want to hold your hand on Mother's Day ☆ I photographed the lazy sunset in the boring winter. You said it was the harvest of golden leaves. I'm tired of the silence in winter, but your autumn is still long. ☆ When night falls, the anxiety and urgency in my heart will come unexpectedly. What else did I do before I could count the darkness? It's too late to avoid you at night ☆ Two months ago, the mirror made a person feel confused and sorry. The stranger struggled to open his eyes and stared at me. His face is covered with needle and thread, as if he had just come out of the tailor's shop. His nervous expression made his eyes look dull and confused. His lips trembled slightly, as if to say something, but he couldn't say it. I thought it would be miserable if I became like that, so I closed the curtain behind me. In an instant, darkness blocked my conversation with the mirror and rejected the hope that light brought me. I can't tell the direction in the dark, let alone see myself clearly. I feel confused and scared. I feel the pain of the wound. I want to speak loudly, but I don't know what to say ... I think it's ridiculous. There is no end to escape. I'm trying to face myself and reality, and I know I have to learn to accept it, even if I'm not ready to accept it.

Selected photos of Hugh and Mosaic Landscape (19) (In 2006, "Looking in the Mirror" from "Happy Scavengers") ☆ Autumn wind, with wet and cold air, set off a colorful curtain of fallen leaves on the streets covered with buttonwood trees ... The tired sunshine dragged out a long figure and gradually faded colorful flowers. At this time, only the autumn chrysanthemum blooms in the withering, and a person walks on a familiar street, trying to make himself no longer sad. Feel the tranquility of the crown leaves after returning to the roots. In 2006, if so, please blow away the petals scattered in front of the door. Don't fade away. If that's true, please drive away the dark clouds piled up in the air. I don't mind the dark gray on rainy days. If that's true, please erase the ripples in the middle of the lake. I just want to see the truth after the calm. Those who stick to their promises forever will only appear in the mirror, hide in the shadows and dissolve in the breeze that caresses their cheeks. For a second, the only person who never leaves is yourself ☆ I woke up from a drunken dream and realized that I spent my last night in Dali. It's dawn. I have to pack my bags and go to another place. I left you on the most beautiful Erhai Lake, and the horse thief Tashi said that Erhai Lake is also called "Erhai", and it is a "you" without company. I'm sorry, I'll just leave you on this long voyage and watch until I get back to where I was drunk. You can't bear the rocks under the water. Look at the shadows on the water. The light carried by the light earth is unbearable for you. The light blown away by light is both reality and illusion. Faith and doubt are the weights that you and I have been trying to balance all our lives. A long time ago, there was a big freight elevator in my father's factory. The uncle who drives the elevator is always in a good mood and forgets how old I was that year. I only remember that his left front teeth are more than half of mine. A long time ago, my aunt lived in a tall building and went to her house to get it. My fierce aunt opened the elevator, and I still can't remember how old I was at that time. I only remember how to jump. That's 19 floor, one centimeter short ... There is a forgotten "a long time ago" hanging on the wall, which is my fallen front tooth and the "one centimeter" that we can never reach.

Hugh likes photography to stimulate words. As soon as his gorgeous language came out, he had failed to live up to his rich feelings and enthusiasm for life. Perhaps what we really like is this fascinating literary style, because it is different from other artists and only belongs to "poetic" Hugh. Writing features: no punctuation, illustrated. Language features: plain and sincere, lively and humorous, romantic and melodramatic. )