A small room full of blues ,the despairing light explore the only window. A broken body in the sun long for freedom . fissure tell the bloodiness of the time.Be on the tiptoe of expectation ,what he could see ? human created civilization,civilization changed world.But the time destroyed human ,eroded civilization ,reverted the world.Is people bondaged the world or reverse. year after year,day after day,with the time passed,nothing could be hold.When the world becoming the unreal light,who can escape from the metempsychosis of the time? We are a group of puppets standing on the long line of the time,showing a stage with the scenario but without the director ,happy but without the spectators. everything is predeterminate.
Interesting composition, Wang...the theme is well conveyed. One suggestion: you might want to lose the ornamental, flowery framing...it conflicts with the dark theme.