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VANGUARD TALKS x Zhu Changquan: Only Memory, No Landscape

I’m holding an apple harvested last year.
It is big and red, however, we cannot tell the age from its appearance.
Because the apples on the tree will look like this soon.
How could that be?
By time.
The apple fell down, tired and sleepy.
Apples cannot feel tired. They have no life. They follow our arrangements.
I threw them out on the road. They would be wherever I put them.
Apples will not stop. They hide in the grass.