Jiayeeliow

Hanging Memories is about a snack car that comes to my doorstep every day. It not only brings the aroma of snacks, but also the repetitive but warm moments of my childhood. Those small snacks hanging on the side of the cart, those candies that I buy every time, constitute the softest corner of my memory. This snack cart has become a connection between me and the past, and it is also like a memory container.