Rain
— Good rain knows the season, when spring happens.

Rain is to spring as blood is to life. The spring rain seeped into the dry soil and awakened the sleeping seeds. Under the nourishment of rain, the seeds gradually expand, rupture, and eventually break out of the ground, toward the light and hope to stretch out the green buds.

In this song “Rain”, I still use the pipa as the main melodic instrument, with the clear and bright timbre of the dulcimer jumping like raindrops, reflecting the delicate and warm temperament of “Rain” without losing its flexibility and vitality, presenting a spring scene of continuous spring rain and all things sprouting.