我时常觉得,音乐,是一种委婉的诉说,它夹杂着灵动与优雅,就那样带着些隐忍的忧郁,仿佛迷离的声线,穿越骨髓,直抵心扉。那是岁月的遗忘,浮生的繁华。那一刻,便是一场来自生命的惊醒。所有的气体都是氤氲着的,它们洋溢着埋藏在灵魂 I often think that music is a telling euphemism. It is mixed with agility and elegance. With some melancholy melancholy, it seems as if the sound of blur passes through the bone marrow and reaches the heart. That is the years of forgetting, flourishing bustling. That moment, is a wake from life. All the gas is staggering, they are buried buried in the soul