The art works present desks, chairs,
and notebooks familiar in the school time. It looks so ordinary but remains the
endless imagination of childhood: the missing erasers were eaten by the snake on
the table, the silkworm browsing pencils on the paper, the gecko watching each
handwriting action on the notebook, and the small creatures in drawer taken well
like children's treasures. As we grow up, those fanciful thoughts do not fit in
social reality anymore. Through revolution, they conceal themselves in real
objects and appear in our life in the way of another form.