音乐是我的生命，谢谢你们肯定我的生命。

虽然说是爱它，其实是害它；虽然说是为它担忧，其实是与它为敌

I think that we communicate only too well, in our silence, in what is unsaid, and that what takes place is a continual evasion, desperate rearguard attempts to keep ourselves to ourselves.