Water is pure and clear. Blue, deep and lofty. I am pure and agile in love the water, and I also love the broad classics of blue. The water is permeated with the ethereal blue, and the transparency of the water is hidden in the blue, with an addictive delusion. Following this feeling, I finally met the voice as clear as nature in this summer, just like the broken chapters flowing in the water of vision, which is endless and breathtaking. Jason has the character of water and blue temperament: the pure lake is the heart, the rushing river is the soul, and the blue sea is the bosom.

time is flowing around, frozen in the summer of three years ago. At that time, Jason was like a clear lake. No matter what appeared in front of him, the most beautiful picture could be hidden. However, under the calm water waves, there is more silence. When you show up at the airport alone with your luggage, when your persistent musical dream changes frequently, you are silent. What you once promised to take responsibility for your family is still the tired back of your parents. In your eyes, a trace of sadness flashed: can I really not go back? I seem to see you struggling in your own world. However, years have changed you, and you can't go back to your original appearance, or even get lost in the cross street and can't move forward. To be or not to be, there must be a choice. Finally, you are no longer weak, but choose to fight against fate. The stone of faith finally breaks the silence of the lake, and the ripples are like fresh blood flowing, and life is full of vitality again. The surface of the lake bloomed with a shimmering bluish glow under the shimmering waves.

"How much sorrow can you have? It's like a river flowing eastward." After the calm, there will always be a storm. However, people who sing with their hearts can't see the dark clouds in the blue sky, and their hearts are as clear as washing. The choice of being kind to life will eventually be understood and respected. I have not seen your eyes still pure when you grow up, but you are more mature and firm, and the rain-drenched world only invades quietly in the depths of the night. What kind of situation makes you cry, pulling you to run on the edge of reality, maybe persistent dreams always have to compete with the dark world. "Sing like no one is listening; Dance like no one is watching; Smile as if you have never been hurt. " At this time, Jason simply focused on singing heartily on this stage, challenging himself again and again, and the energy released by this heart was as vast and surging as a river. You sang the song "I miss you every day" in a low voice, and you clearly saw the sadness between your eyebrows. Is it because you have gone through the sea, or is it that you turn your head empty? Stubborn transformation is always accompanied by the pain of growth. When you stand helplessly on the waiting table and accept the judgment of fate, do you still remember the beautiful butterfly that rested on your chest that day? Perhaps only it knows best the hardships of transformation and the beauty after cocoon breaking. "The heavens interrupted the opening of the Chu River, and the clear water flowed eastward here." After the injury, you finally stood strong and stubborn in the rolling river to wash away the glitz and spotless.

People like to see the sea, not only because it is vast, but also because it has the purest and most beautiful sea blue. That blue is purer and deeper than the sky. The sea is sometimes quiet, so deep that people can't understand the waves, just like you singing quietly on the stage: you feel that people are cheating, not in words; Being humiliated by others, don't be moved by color. Don't ask for bitterness, gain or loss, regardless of success or failure, try your best to fight. Gu Cheng wrote in his poem: "The grass is bearing its seeds, the wind is shaking its leaves, and it is very beautiful when we stand without talking." Therefore, in the face of ridicule and criticism from others, you will always smile with relief. The sea also has a naive side. When you hear sincere praise from others, you will tilt your head and giggle, or show your Zhang Wudi side face and be intoxicated with confidence. It is because of this clear and undisguised happiness that many distractions on the stage have been washed away. However, the sea sometimes has a cloudy side, and many things in life are not as perfect as expected, and the expected end will always meet unexpectedly. But regret is not a kind of beauty. Those beautiful, empty luxuries are just to decorate those vulgarities, but pure you can cover up all the light and honor, as if you were the only one left in the world, dimming the color, time and space. At this time, you are no longer a little bird that is struggling for your dreams, but a full-fledged petrel that fights lightning over the sea.

We can always see good qualities in tiny things. For example, Tagore always observed the growth of every inch of vegetation and the blooming of every flower, making life as beautiful as summer flowers and death as beautiful as autumn leaves.

I like to look up at the deep blue night sky, where there is a calming power. However, this summer, I can no longer be quiet. I thought I was a flashy passer-by, but now I am fully committed, because the shining stars in my heart have completely warmed me. The stars and Jason are like a beautiful fate woven in a dream, and they met me in a certain month. So no matter where Jason appears, it will form a blue sea of stars. That love seems to have become the habit of relatives, used to searching for your figure on TV; Accustomed to posting desperately in the post bar; Accustomed to donating steamed buns hungry for the tour; I'm used to opening many web pages to vote day and night ... Because this love is full of emotion and reluctance, when I look up at the night sky again, I can't help smiling because of the stars in my heart. The starlight illuminates Jason's future and my heart. Because I cherish Jason, I cherish the star even more. Maybe I am the star hiding behind the clouds, emitting a faint light.

A summer's company contains too many cherished and warm words, and too many words can't be recorded. But with you along the way and stars along the way, you will not be sincere. What lingers in my heart is still the original feeling: love the water is blue, and I cherish the stars.