To my violin: How are you? I have only met you since my retirement, but I’m glad I met you. With your accompaniment, I believe my life will go further than I would.   As a schoolboy, I was charmed by the guitar. I used to play and sing with my classmates, yet once I start working, the busy life made music part of the "good old days". The only bond left between me and music was going to concert after work and taking part in the church's choir. In 2012, I spent my vacation in Taipei. Along the riverside I came across a violinist playing the classical The Four Seasons – Winter. I was intoxicated by the beautiful melody under the setting sun. This was the moment that inspired me to restart the pursuit of my music dream that had been set aside for 30 years.   The melody of the violin lingers in me even after returning to Hong Kong, so I decided to take the beginner’s class. Everyone in the class was younger than me, but I believed that music is not limited by age. I practiced two to three hours every night without feeling exhausted. Violin is small in size, yet it is capable of expressing complicated emotions that no word can describe. Despair, excitement, joy, no matter how intense these emotions are, I can always express them accurately through the violin. In depressing moments, the violin always touches my heart gently and fills me up once again with positivity.

When I was young, I had always envied my classmates who had the chance to learn playing musical instruments. Music seemed to have played a part in my fate – later in life I met my wife, who happened to be a piano instructor. Every night when I got home from work, I could enjoy her relaxing classical music. My interest in music has grown stronger and stronger over time. Until recent years, my burden of taking care of the family was lessened, which allowed me to finally pursue my long-hidden music dream. What's more unexpected is, music even takes my marriage to the next level. It is honeymoon all over again – our minds are once again young, we have endless topics to talk about, our souls are more connected than ever.   I started my music journey as a 'substitution'. I planned to apply for a course organized by the Music Office but missed the deadline. To ease my disappointment, I realized they had a substitution system – if anyone dropped out, people on the waiting list could fill in. Luck was on my side, someone really dropped out before the course started and I took his place in the saxophone class. Afterwards, I took a step further and joined the group performance class, where I practiced and learned with my classmates, and together we appreciated the unique charm of saxophone.