船雀 同名专辑（Nocturnal Sparrow Eponymous album）

“中学期间，几个人常在周末的晚上溜进教室摆桌、喝酒、扯皮”，这是最初的场景，回想起曾经的校园生活，表面风平浪静，实则暗流涌动。在当时，有一群人，自己也不知道自己到底在做些什么，焦躁不安的想要证明什么，好像对着空气不停地挥舞着拳头，在一个封闭的世界里，又想要用一种安静的方式去对抗一些什么，却逐渐疏离，变成了某种意义上的边缘人。有时候我会感觉我就是他们，他们就是我们，任何人都可以是任何人。这些记忆碎片有温暖的，有残酷的，有让人头晕目眩的，在其中穿梭的同时，也产生了一种难以言喻的情感。梳理了这些情绪希望它们能与未来产生连接，同时也谢谢你的到来，听一听这碗清汤寡水的声音。
Back in middle school, some of us would sneak into classrooms on weekend nights—moving desks, drinking, talking nonsense. That was the beginning.
Looking back, those days seemed quiet on the surface, but underneath, something kept moving. We didn't know what we were doing. Only that we felt restless, as if punching at the air again and again. In that closed world, we tried to resist, quietly. And slowly, we drifted apart, becoming strangers to something or someone.
Sometimes I feel I was them, and they were us. Anyone could become anyone. These fragments remain—warm, cruel, slightly dizzy. Moving through them, something appears that cannot be named.
Years later, watching A Brighter Summer Day, I felt it again. So I spent years gathering these scattered pieces, hoping they might point somewhere ahead. And thank you for being here, for listening to this quiet, unpolished voice.