Hey friend,

How is that little tree planted in childhood doing now?

Later, you sang over and over again, It never really left, But— The growth rings spun into your years, The branches turned into your veins, Becoming the same existence as you.

Fate gently pushes us, Into this galaxy forest planted by music, Wandering through lush, beautiful dreams.

Become a bright firefly in the woods, Hearing your breath beside every leaf, every branch.

Become a small orbiting planet, Sensing your emotions under every light band, every Big Dipper.

The tree is still growing, Forward, upward, to boundless horizons; The wish is still taking root, Deep, far, to infinite possibilities.

So we tacitly, At the end of each year, Once again, again, again call out to the universe's planets:

Wei, how are you?

Zhang Jie 'Wei·Ni Hao Ma' 2026 New Year's Eve Concert, December 29, December 30, December 31, With Zhang Jie, greet 2026, New growth rings will start growing from here.