惯于散漫,惯于聆听,惯于在音符下标记情绪,沉醉于某时某刻,某句歌词,逃离这繁华世界,将自己埋藏在久久蔓延的旋律中……我喜欢跳跃的音符,虽然我连五线谱都认不全;我喜欢奇异的旋律,虽然我没有能力谱写出那样的优雅:我喜欢精致的乐器,虽然我没有机会用它们演奏我的梦。我喜欢音乐,因为是那样的一阵风穿过我的心灵,时而唤醒忧伤,时而召唤阳光。 Accustomed to diffuse, used to listen, used to mark emotions under the notes, indulge in a moment, a lyrics, escape from this bustling world, will be buried in the long melody ... I like jumping notes, though I did not even recognize the stave; I like the bizarre melodies, though I do not have the power to compose that elegance: I like fine instruments, although I do not have a chance to play my dreams with them. I like music, because it is such a gust of wind through my heart, sometimes wake up sadness, sometimes sunshine.