某个时刻，有三个你，你认为你，我看到你，在相机里的你。 我的眼睛你的任性，乖张，你认为你什么都不重要，镜头好像在告诉别人一个个深情的故事，然后在无数人的眼中，有无数的你，你还是你吗？ A moment, there are three you, you think you, I see you, there are you in the camera. My eyes you with the nature, perverse, you think you do not matter anything, the lens of you like to tell others a passionate story, and then in the eyes of countless people, and there are countless you, you still You?