This photo was shot in the Gobi desert in the west of China. The man forgets where he
is, yet he can only exist in the timeless space. But no matter where he is, there are
always eyes looking at him. He is in his dream. He writes a poem:

荒漠里的沙 和达利的眼睛
是否有无数干渴要死的鸟儿在荒漠里唱歌

我是没有看见的
它们一定躲在在风里
或者淹没在了茫茫的沙里
发出不痛不痒的回音
它们一定约好成群地躲避着我
就像我也要躲避
别人看见我生理特征发生的挣扎
以及那些不合时宜的泪水和欢笑
飞行 抑或 坠落
我会像沙漠的鸟儿一样认命这黄沙
和死前唱完一千首悲歌的命运

The eyes of Dali are flying over the desert
Are there countless thirsty birds singing in the desert?

I didn’t see them
They must be hiding in the wind
Or drowned in the sand
Not leaving a sound, echoless
They must be hiding from me in flocks

Just as I am hiding

Others from seeing my tears and laughter

To fly or to fall?

I will resign myself to the sand like a bird in the desert
I know my fate is to sing a thousand sad songs before I die

As well