It’s difficult for me to give you a rational understanding of Tan Dun’s works, so I’ll just talk about my feelings. There was a time when I experienced some pain and felt very sad. I felt that I needed some music to touch a certain place in my heart. So I turned on the player, put on my headphones, and listened to Beethoven like I had done several times before. This time I didn't feel anything, and I still felt uncomfortable. So I switched to listening to the equally famous Chicken Soup for the Soul by Mozart, Chopin, and Mahler, but it was still very uncomfortable. But when I heard Tan Dun's "Paper Music" and slowly followed his train of thought, I suddenly found that my heart had been nourished. It is a kind of gentler than Beethoven's, deeper than Mozart's, cleaner than Chopin's, wider than Mahler's, and an unprecedented magical feeling.