This is a story about time,about sharing every fleeting

moment we are fortunate to be part of,and the tender feeling

of cherishing them…It is about the companionship between people and water;a bond that’s hard to describe, much like that between humans and their beloved pets.

Water has its own wildness,it has flowed across the earth for

millions of years, occasionally, it’s willing to play along and have some fun with

us. Year after year,we have finally learned to simply adjust the shape and orientation of the land,to share with those who

haven’t noticed,the quiet act of facing the mountains headon, and the great beauty and understanding that come with

it.

Just add a little here and there,to see those hands of different ages caring for the soil with tenderness,to see how people

leave space for others,to see the traces of cultivation from long ago,through the Japanese era, through war, through

disaster,and the perseverance to coexist with it all,the marks of life, bit by bit.

Keeping the water in the land,is the wisdom of our ancestors,with precise balance,with gentle offset.

I am captivated by that 2.2 kilometer long line,stretching toward the vastness of earth and sky.

To not interfere,to keep the heartfelt intentions of those before us,to preserve their already perfect imperfections,and

to softly touch the traces of time.

Secretly raising the terrain,reaching a height from which we can see the whole picture at the right moment,we imagine,

and we see,the bamboo fences and landscapes of the Yilan in everyone’s heart.

Different widths of water allow us to reflect to different emotions.

With total 250-meter-long field ridge stretches from far, far

away, passing through the water system, weaving the earth

together.

Under the vast starry sky,we choose lines that point toward the rising moon, and see the imagined connection with the sea.

With family and neighbors, we truly come to know each

other, eyes closed, hearing life,smelling time.

這是一個有關時間的故事，分享我們有幸能參與的每一個有限時刻、那一些珍惜的心情⋯分享人和水的互相陪伴，有點像和毛小

孩互動說不出的感情，水有水的野性，千萬年流經大地，偶爾也願意配合我們高興玩一下⋯

歲歲年年，我們終於願意只調整地形的方向，分享給沒有注意的大家，靜靜的正面面對山脈，大大的美與了解⋯盡可能只是做一

點點的補充，看見照顧農作那一雙一雙不同年齡的手，對土壤細心的對待。看見別人留給別人的餘地，看見久遠之前的開墾、經

過日本時代、經過戰爭、與災難共存的不放棄、那一點一滴的生活印記。

把水盡量留在大地上是前人準確分配的智慧，稍稍一點點的錯開⋯我迷戀那「2.2 公里長」的線條，劃向那天地的壯闊。

能夠不介入就留著前人努力想過的心意，留下早已足夠的不完美，撫摸時間的痕跡。偷偷把土墊高，在對的時間來到可綜觀全局的

高度，想像，並且看見，大家心中宜蘭宜蘭的竹圍地景。不同寬度的水，讓我們有機會回應不同的心情，七條共250 公尺

的田埂從很遠很遠的地方延伸過來，穿過水的系統，把大地編織起來。開闊的星空下，選擇線條可以往月出的方向，看見想像中

和大海的關係。和家人和鄰居真正認識，閉上眼聽到生命，聞到時間。