Ensemble: The starry night
“There is a fire in each one's heart, The passers-by only see a smoke.” When I staring at “ The starry night“. I always be touched. Traces of wildness, distorted sky. Such a outgoing work, but the only thing I can feel... is loneliness. Infinity loneliness. No one knows the world in my eyes. I Swirl Black flame goes to sky. Flowing stars from a vortex. Reality? Or illusion. II Op de drempel van de eeuwigheid The old man was curling his body and sitting on a dilapidated chair. Both hands covered his face and sighed. You are in my painting. Also me. III Star Stars and beliefs Wrapped in silky fog and night sky. *This work was premiered at the Grand Final of the 13th Yanhuang Cup Percussion Composition Competition.
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