The only thing that counts is what cannot be explained.
I don't think about genres. I just make music that feels right to me.
女人之美不在五官,而在其内心折射的真美。这就是她给出的关爱和她表现的热情。女人的这种美是随着岁月流逝而增长的。
而我就像纸牌搭起的房子脆弱,轻易被攻陷,不顾一切,与我相约在倾盆大雨中,在街边忘情拥吻,带走所有的痛楚,因为我看见,你的微笑如烟花飞舞般灿烂。
活着就是忍受。
The past is always with us, for it feeds the present.