诗歌是心灵的语言。

在爱情中我们都是傻瓜。

Architecture has its own realm. It has a special physical relationship with life.

夏天的飞鸟，飞到我窗前唱歌，又飞去了。秋天的黄叶，他们没有什麽可唱的，只是叹息一声，飞落在那里。

Singing is not about perfection, but about emotion and connection.

风险是我们行业固有的，但自满才是真正的危险。