从小我就很爱“装老”。抹上妈妈珠光的口红，带上比自己身高还长的珍珠项链，高跟鞋在我的脚上就象是一只硕大的船儿，铃上妈妈的漂亮包包，时刻想象着自己长大的模样：我长大了会象妈妈一样吗？我能长多高呀？会跟爸爸一样高吗？我会漂亮吗？会象电视机里的姐姐一样漂亮吗？盼望着…..再长大一点，积木成了满足我想象力的天堂。方的，圆的，长条的，三角的，让我可以任意的构建起心中向往的城堡。圣马克广场的浪漫，纽约帝国大厦的庄重，希腊海边的女神殿，甚至是外星人的墓穴等等，都可以在我的手中慢慢实现。为了“捍卫”这些精致的作品，我宁愿趴着睡在桌边….偶尔有一天，我经过了一间很美很美的屋子，屋子的的四周全是透亮的镜子，天花板很高，屋里的灯很亮，地板很光滑，里面传出流水般的钢琴声。天啦！那是想象中的水晶宫吗？里面的人象德高的油画，白色的，轻盈的，天使一般。从那一刻开始，我恋爱了，我象着魔一样恋爱了。芭蕾舞陪伴着我的整个童年及青年时代。曾经发誓要做职业的芭蕾舞演员，再苦再累我都愿意。就快进专业队了，只要过了这次身体检查，我就能如愿以尝。就在那天，我开始承受人生的第一个青天霹雳，医生的诊断书用红色标记了我的资格被否认。绝对不可能，一定是错了。我是最健康的，最活泼的，老师最宠我的，我是跳独舞的？？先天的贫血症让我儿时的梦再也醒不过来了。我第一次哭得那么伤心，第一次体会到梦想破灭的滋味，第一次不想去上学，第一次绝食，第一次把我心爱的舞衣剪的粉碎。看着十个练的满是老茧的脚趾，第一次体会到有些事我们却无能为力。那一年我十岁…我变的很害怕，怕听见音乐时内心的激动，怕动人的旋律揭开我深处的伤疤，害怕别人在我面前谈论与笆蕾相关的一切，更怕看到别人为音乐舞动的身姿。曾经以为自己再也不会有机会站在舞台上，但是，生命中的奇迹就象烟火一样，随时迸发，却稍枞既逝，但只要你能抓住它。从景观设计专业毕业的我，意外中取得到了做歌手的机会。现在的我很知足，也知道自己要努力，因为我知道这是上帝给我第二次站在舞台上的机会，我感谢。

If someone ask me: Have you ever been childish? My answer will be negative. I love maturer since I was a kid. Maybe it’s because I’m the only kid in my family, so I used to hang out with kids that older than me. I feel securer around them as they could possibly protect me, either I can definitely learn more from them. When grow older, I fell in love with ballet. Threw all my time and soul into it, no mater how hard it was. But I could never make it out. Doctor said I had MA( Mediterranean Anaemia,a kind of anaemia that is inherited by DNA) That makes me couldn’t  circumgyrate. However that’s the basic skill for a professional ballet dancer. I cried, I fasted, I tore my ballet tutu, I refused to go to school. For the first time, I v ever tasted disappointment. I was ten back at there. Somehow I believe in miracle, it happens all the time, but vanishes swiftly, only if you believe it you can catch it. After I graduated from my university, I got an offer to be a singer which was totally unexpected. I cherish this opportunity, and I work hard, because I know that’s a gift from god that giving me the second chance to stand on the stage.