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All rights reserved. zh-tw https://www.cizucu.com/assets/favicons/favicon.ico #080c4c <![CDATA[#猫　#A cat in the basket | おみぃはん]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/HSaPAZyUaWGh6JIMaL8Z おみぃはん https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/rQz2En5FlfZeH8ng0hfriNCyFRF3 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/HSaPAZyUaWGh6JIMaL8Z Sun, 18 Feb 2024 12:48:10 GMT 2024-02-27T22:38:14+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/HSaPAZyUaWGh6JIMaL8Z.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Hard labour working on salt field. | Dev Sirikulthada]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/IoJTdSiaYUICVZP5ARRO Dev Sirikulthada https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/Jk610i54spYp7VhqmAUm1XvOEnQ2 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/IoJTdSiaYUICVZP5ARRO Sun, 15 Feb 2026 12:29:04 GMT 2026-02-15T12:29:04+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/IoJTdSiaYUICVZP5ARRO.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[ Jadikan gambar tersebut menjadi HD di tambahan efek basah setelah hujan dan buatkan pantulan matahari terbenam di arah depan dan jangan buram harus rapih | tri Ulpa]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/EccxL8zVUKED3S5G3o8b tri Ulpa https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/WuKEGaIyY2bbua8YoF3XRSMhtsu2 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/EccxL8zVUKED3S5G3o8b Sat, 09 Aug 2025 22:50:21 GMT 2025-08-09T22:50:21+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/EccxL8zVUKED3S5G3o8b.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Instead of waiting idly for my print at a café in Bras Basah Complex, I decided to bring my daughter Rey to a nearby camera shop to pick up a disposable camera for her. We wandered through the familiar corridors of Bras Basah Complex and out into the City Hall area, letting her photograph whatever caught her eye. When the photographs came back, I was surprised at how good they looked. Through them, I began to see the world from Rey’s perspective. | Rey Mok]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/qv7pWM7bZwR8cqe3tQOp Rey Mok https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/DTYczWff2eNITHA9i8IHSTICpOY2 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/qv7pWM7bZwR8cqe3tQOp Sun, 22 Mar 2026 01:51:46 GMT 2026-03-23T02:12:44+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/qv7pWM7bZwR8cqe3tQOp.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[The Shore’s Elder He belongs to no one, yet he is part of the coast itself. With sand on his muzzle and a heavy brass bell as his only companion, he watches the tide with the quiet patience of a life fully lived. A wanderer who has found peace in the wind and the salt. | Sam Ting]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/c7pS32uwaRwD4oYNEVHj Sam Ting https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/S4JiP3bMWXdhjAT70s84hhyZHQE3 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/c7pS32uwaRwD4oYNEVHj Wed, 04 Mar 2026 20:44:29 GMT 2026-03-04T20:44:29+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/c7pS32uwaRwD4oYNEVHj.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Gentleness may exist without consciousness, but loneliness must be consciously felt. Gentle Protection and the Loneliness of Being. An opened umbrella covers a shopping basket. From a distance, it resembles a standing figure, presenting the form of “protection.” Yet this protection does not arise from consciousness; it is merely the accidental arrangement of objects. Behavior can be visualized.Posture can be imitated. But understanding cannot be replicated. The umbrella appears gentle, as if deliberately guarding what lies beneath it. Yet it does not know that it is protecting. It cannot comprehend the rain, the objects, or loneliness. Loneliness does not belong to the unconscious. It belongs to the being that is aware of its own existence. To be human is not defined by form or movement, but by an awareness of being — by understanding the distance between oneself and the world. Gentleness can be observed.Loneliness must be endured. | Wee]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/mXCKJcjBdjZJvYzybHbi Wee https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/canqHYy9pXY5B11gyQqx3jcPe5z1 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/mXCKJcjBdjZJvYzybHbi Sun, 22 Feb 2026 16:57:32 GMT 2026-02-22T16:57:32+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/mXCKJcjBdjZJvYzybHbi.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[Full sky of lantern is one of the magnificent things you must experience once in a life. This moment was capture during the Yi Peng and Loy krathong festival held in Chiang Mai, Thailand. Yi Peng features the sky lantern while Loy Krathong involve floating of a basket or vessel. Yi Peng is originated from Lanna culture in northern Thailand. It means the second full moon of lanna calender month, is a religious event that people put up the lanterns to show devotion to Buddha, to worship the god in the high heaven. It is believed that lantern will carry away all the unfortunate things and making ways for good luck and bright future. People also putting the krathong to show gratefulness to the goddess of water, letting go of anger and bad luck you have been holding in the past and welcoming the good fortune that’s free of negativity in the coming year. Shot by iPhone 16 Pro Max | Jing Kang]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/FD6FQi6UblP8Ok9v6tQJ Jing Kang https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/jklifeimmerse https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/FD6FQi6UblP8Ok9v6tQJ Tue, 17 Mar 2026 01:23:33 GMT 2026-03-17T01:23:33+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/FD6FQi6UblP8Ok9v6tQJ.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[This photograph was taken at Badwater Basin in Death Valley National Park, USA, at around 6:30 in the evening during golden hour. In the distance, three people sat quietly on the vast salt flats. Before them stood a mountain range, with the sun slowly descending behind it. Seeing this scene, I instinctively raised my camera and pressed the shutter. What moved me in that moment was the quiet power of nature, its scale, its stillness, and its beauty. Standing there, I felt how small we are in comparison, and how many of the worries we carry in daily life fade when placed against something so immense. Compared to the world, to nature, or even to the universe, those concerns suddenly feel insignificant. | josecheang]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/zk1DPuOPqv65Z91GXk21 josecheang https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/z5wugtbtv9f74MnC8uEpqUTGj1U2 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/zk1DPuOPqv65Z91GXk21 Thu, 15 Jan 2026 11:24:24 GMT 2026-01-15T11:24:24+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/zk1DPuOPqv65Z91GXk21.jpg?auto=compress,format <![CDATA[March, Unlived I left before the thaw could speak, before the sidewalks loosened their grip on salt and silence. In the country where I am from, March is a quiet revolution— not loud, not certain, but felt in the soft rebellion of light lingering just a breath longer on familiar walls. Here, where I chose to live for now, seasons do not hesitate. The air is already complete, lush, unwavering— no trembling in-between. And yet I find myself missing that fragile hesitation. The way winter would loosen its cold fingers slowly, as if unsure it should let go. The way people would almost smile again, as if remembering something they hadn’t needed in months. I traded that uncertainty for endless warmth, for skies that do not question themselves. But March— March was never about certainty. It was about sitting between worlds, coat half-open, heart unsure, waiting for something unnamed to return. Somewhere, my family gathers around a table set for Easter, voices rising like the first birds, familiar, imperfect, whole. And here, palm leaves move without memory. I chose the sun, but I think of that soft, grey light— how it carried hope not as a promise, but as a possibility. And maybe that is what I miss most: not the cold, not the country— but the feeling of something beginning without knowing if it will last. | analogbysissi]]> https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/ZGnqRjAS6NTCzWe3Irv5 analogbysissi https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/users/bGcW6RBOnzR08kS9qh7M8YjSgeQ2 https://www.cizucu.com/zh-tw/photos/ZGnqRjAS6NTCzWe3Irv5 Wed, 25 Mar 2026 15:24:24 GMT 2026-03-25T15:24:24+09:00 https://cdn.cizucu.com/images/photos/ZGnqRjAS6NTCzWe3Irv5.jpg?auto=compress,format