The sands in you way beg for your song and your movement,dancing water. Will you carry the burden of their lameness?
One is the happiest thing is that somebody loves you.When you are at my time, I absent-minded,When I come to you, when you have gone.We are always in a meeting to miss, losing a lot of.However, I want to say this is because we are still young.No, perhaps this is our life.From then on, I always looked back the road.
我唯一害怕的是上帝。
A biennale should be a mirror of its time, not a fashion show.