Not far away, a train zips past on schedule, blowing its whistle as if to remind people again and again that this place once enjoyed better times, that it was once a tranquil place where the scent of wood hung in the air and children played. But then its fortunes changed and it became what it is today-a place where the air is thick with a sense of desolation and melancholic black-and-white nostalgia.
不遠處，按班行駛的火車呼嘯而過，嗚∼嗚∼的鳴叫聲，彷彿不斷在提醒世人它曾經擁有過的風光歲月：曾經是木香洋溢、孩童跳躍的恬適鄉間，物換星移之後，如今，空氣中瀰漫的，竟是這般蒼涼的黑白鄉愁…。