In this image, I choose to stand in the distance and quietly look at the three-storied pagoda and cascading roof ridges of Kiyomizu-dera Temple. The wind has no sound, the branches have not yet grown new shoots, and everything seems to be condensed by time, leaving only the building and the distant mountains in dialogue.
This is a gaze that is "not close", but closer to the heart. Because the farther away you go, the more you can see the weight and tenderness of this culture. The top of the tower faces the sky, the eaves are like the sea, and in the silence, thousands of years of faith and skills are still whispering.
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