The body is the first tool of the artist.

Color is the keyboard, the eyes are the harmonies, the soul is the piano with many strings. The artist is the hand that plays, touching one key or another, to cause vibrations in the soul.

图案就像等待被聆听的冻结音乐。

任正非内部讲话稿

我想解放美国，我希望人们为自己是谁而感到自豪。