摘要
WHEN we came to Lukang,Changhua County in westernTaiwan after leaving Chilung City in the north of Taiwan,we felt a totally different atmosphere. At Chilung,in the heavy rain of an early morning,mycompanions and I hurried to take pictures of a fish market bustlingwith 100 years of history.It was still in that darkness before dawn,wind mixed with rain,but the market was brightly lit and crowdedwith People.Among a confusion of voices were the loud calls
