音乐,人类的灵魂,只有懂得音乐的人才懂得生活.

　　Themusic,thesoulofman,andonlyknowmusictalentunderstandlife.

　　音乐是我疗伤最好的药,没有谁能陪我走过悲伤的海.

　　Musicisthebestmedicinetohealme,noonecanaccompanymetopassthroughtheseaofsorrow.

　　习惯一个人的音乐,一个人的音乐是心灵最深处地呻吟.也许只有自己才听得懂,可是却依然希望自己听的音乐能把周围和未来打动.

　　Habitsofaperson'smusic,aperson'smusicisthemindmostdeepplacegroan.Perhapsonlythenownonlythentounderstand,butIstillhopethattheirmusiccanmovearoundandfuture.

　　尘缘中琴声,月皎波澄.人们神怡心旷之际,耳边一阵微风忽起伏.远远传来缕缕琴声,悠悠扬扬,一种情韵却令人回肠荡气.虽琴声如诉,所有最静好的时光,最灿烂的风霜,而或最初的模样,都缓缓流淌起来.而琴声如诉,是在过尽千帆之后,看岁月把心迹澄清,是在身隔沧海之时,沉淀所有的波澜壮阔.在懂得之后,每一个音符下,都埋藏一颗平静而柔韧的心灵.

　　InthemonthofMay,thewhitewaveyellow.Peoplefeelfreshasabreezeandtheupsanddowns,ear.Farfromthelongstrands,swirl,acharmissoulstirring.AlthoughModeratoCantabile,allthestaticgoodtime,themostsplendidofthewind,ortheoriginalappearance,allflowingslowlyup.AndModeratoCantabile,afterthousandyears,seetheimprinttoclarify,ineverysea,precipitationallsurgehighandsweepforward.Init,eachnote,allburiedinacalmandflexiblemind.