I've been struggling so long for something wise to say.
However I found myself speechless, all alone trembling in the cold wild wind of December, with a blank notebook in the hand.
I was born in the winter time, underneath a purple sky. Christmas, New Year, Chinese New Year, holliday comes one after another. But they are not my kind of having fun.
Summer means far more to me. There stored my sensitivity, enthusiasm and all the good sun-tan.
I sincerely invite you to listen to his music and share the same passion with me.
