“Time” may be a thing that is boring, repetitive and lacking in freshness. In the cycle of day after day, year after year, I often forget the existence of time. From time to time, I would suddenly feel that time stops, and feel that I am stuck in the gap of time; sometimes, I would feel surprised that time is intertwined, so today and yesterday are nothing but the same. Because of my feelings and interest in time, I tried to find a non-scientific and natural way to record my own time. Sitting by the workbench every day, I imitate the process of soil deposition in nature and use the porcelain clay to record life.