歌手:叶峻宏
专辑:《Winter Magic》

作词 : 任雅新 叶峻宏
作曲 : 叶峻宏
When the last leaf falls from the tree and spins with snow, the old man is reading his diaries of early years on his bed. The heavy snow has turned the whole world into a piece of white paper, like there’s nothing ever existing. “Winter purifies all by bringing coldness and death.” He writes. Stricken by sudden dizziness, he drifts into sleep. Within a snowflake on his palm, the winter takes a journey into a child-man's heart .

He goes into a world of complete chaos and disorder. In a haze of fear and confusion, he hear the voice of the master of winter magic, saying he could offer a chance to experience his early years with a price. The old man accedes, for he desperately wants to see his wife and son who died years ago . As soon as he says that, the chaos fragments and out comes a forest. There is a young man sitting under the tree. He looks exactly like the old man in 25, who told him he could lead him to the hall of immortality as the master of winter magic commands.

the vitality of the forest has really opened the old man’s mind. when they crossed the road surround by huge flowers and many small flying insects that may greet their coming to the forest, they are under a gigantic waterfall, seeing the gorgeous bird flock flying above their head. when they climbed the waterfall, they found the herd and cattle spills over a far ridge, swelling like a stream down the mountain with tremendous sound of footstep.

The hall of immortality settles in a grandiose palace. As the old man steps inside, the young man stopped him and warned him he could not tell anyone his real identity. Crying out “father”, a boy with florid face rushes towards them. “Be careful, Henry.” Says a graceful woman, stepping downstairs as the edge of the purple velvet dress flows. Overflowed with joy, the old man spends a terrific day with his wife and son. They go to the woods to pick the most juicy berries; they walk along the river to hear the bird sing, and they sit in the garden to witness the last shaft of sunlight dies away in pink clouds . The old man rejoiced in his son’s laughter, his wife’s smile and the touch of her soft and delicate hands. He wants to retrieve everything he once lost. “Hey, I love you.” He tells the young lady.

As soon as he speaks out, the hall of immortality collapses. Piles of glasses break into pieces. The young man runs towards his wife and his son, trying to move them to safe places, yet the old man is stuck. He can hear his son cry and his wife scream, but he can do nothing. Piles of glasses keep falling and crashing on his wife and son’s shoulders. But the old man remains miraculously unscathed. He can see his son fall to the ground and lie in blood; his wife weeps and is buried by glass. The eyes in the young man are filled with fear as the ceiling of the hall of immortality turns into a black hole and sucks him.

All of the sudden, everything disappears. The old man is in a forest where layers of snow reflect the cold light of the moon. “Winter purifies all by bringing coldness and death”.
He says and wakes up.