Autumn in Haidian is actually hidden in two perspectives. One asks you to look up, at the vast sky and distant clouds, at the expanse beyond the stars. The other asks you to look down, at the texture of fallen leaves by your feet, at the light within the leaf veins.
▲ Photo: Haidian: My Lens, My Story — hsna
▲ Photo: Haidian: My Lens, My Story — A Zhe
▲ Photo: Haidian: My Lens, My Story — Li Yu
▲ Photo: Haidian: My Lens, My Story — Mu Zi
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Zhang Yang
Autumn in macro seeks no fanfare. It waits only beside shoe tips, along stair edges, beneath tree roots — for someone willing to crouch down.
▲ Photo: Haidian: My Lens, My Story — Ji Ye Cai Dong He
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Guo Lin
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Zhang Yuhong
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Luo Degang
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Ta Xue Xun Mei
Autumn in Haidian through a wide-angle lens is more direct. There is no uniform filter; every tree has its own saturation. When the wind blows, colors are distributed to the branch tips.
▲ Photo: Haidian: My Lens, My Story — Li Yu
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Lao Li
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Xian Er Bu Song
▲ Photo: Haidian: My Lens, My Story — Qing Chen
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Luo Degang
Green is still reluctant to exit, while red has already burst forth in passion. Yellow spreads layer by layer from light to deep. Streets and alleys are dyed first, then the color seeps all the way to the mountain wilds.
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Zhang Yuhong
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Luo Degang
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Zhang Yuhong
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Hu Guang
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Ta Xue Xun Mei
The mountains do not monopolize the view, blending red, yellow, and green into one mass. Then the mountains pass the colors to the water, which catches them and cradles the mountain’s full splendor in its embrace.
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Xian Er Bu Song
▲ Photo: Haidian: My Lens, My Story — Wu Zerui
▲ Photo: Haidian: My Lens, My Story — Hei Yan Quan Ci Shen
▲ Photo: Haidian District Photographers Association — Ta Xue Xun Mei
▲ Photo: Haidian: My Lens, My Story — A Zhe
So, the wide angle answers “how vast is Haidian”, while the macro answers “how near is autumn”. The four posters are autumn in Haidian through the lens, and also four facets of Haidian’s autumn.
While the leaves are still here, look up to catch the grandeur in the distance, and bend down to gather the autumn at your feet. Don’t let the autumn colors of Haidian you captured remain only in your album — try making them into a poster full of autumn flavor.
