“Summer”

This is a roar that was roasted to the heat by the scorching sun, and it is also the desperate rush at the end of the summer vacation.

At the beginning of the work, a set of violent strong chords tore up the heat wave. The strong rhythm guitar rolled out an airtight distortion wall. The bass line beat violently like a pulse. The drums were as dense as the sun rain hitting the ground. On top of this, a fast solo electric guitar suddenly sprang out-it did not pursue exquisite melodies, but used an almost out-of-control string pushing and fast playing, imitating cicadas, locomotive engines, and the urge to explode in the young chest. The solo of just a few tens of seconds is like a flash of lightning, splitting the whole summer into two halves: half is a boring afternoon, half is an instant ignited wildness.
《夏》

这是一声被烈日烤到发烫的嘶吼，也是暑假末尾那场不顾一切的狂奔。

作品开篇即以一组猛烈的强力和弦撕裂热浪，强力节奏吉他铺开一面密不透风的失真音墙，贝斯线像脉搏一样剧烈跳动，鼓点密集如砸向地面的太阳雨。在此之上，一段疾速的 solo 电吉他猛然窜出——它不追求精致的旋律，而是用一种近乎失控的推弦和速弹，模仿着蝉鸣、机车引擎，以及少年胸腔里快要炸开的冲动。短短几十秒的独奏像一道闪电，把整个夏天劈成两半：一半是百无聊赖的午后，一半是瞬间被点燃的野性。