Late Night Monologue——Fish江尚谕

“本来讨厌下雨的天空，直到听见有人说爱我。” ——周杰伦《你听得到》 四月十九号的重庆街头，还保留着一场雨的潮润。车来车往，引擎声在灰暗的色调里竟是如此静谧。雨的声音把心事都吵醒，把回忆小心地勾起。钢琴上和弦被分解，从音符到字符，把这一份心事化为文字，化为声音，融化于车水马龙的重庆街头。这一天，歌美，景美，人也美。 《深夜独白》，只有你听得到。 Sunday, April 19 - The streets of Chongqing still reserved the humidity from the rain. There ran the running cars, the sound of which appeared surprisingly silent in this shade of grey. Rain poured to waken every piece of heart, and every piece of memories, meticulously. Broken chords were play on the piano, transferring notes into words. A piece of mind therefore melted into written language, then voice and sound, emerging from the busy street of Chongqing. On this very day, brilliant are the songs, the scenes and the people. Late Night Monologue - Can you hear what I hear?