When the Applause Rises
There are some songs you don’t just perform. You survive them. 掌聲響起 is one of those songs for me. Every time I hear the opening lines — standing alone on a stage, listening to the applause — my chest tightens. Not because of nerves, but because of memory. This song isn’t about fame. It’s about endurance. About what it costs to stay standing long enough for the applause to come. Image: Sparring-Johnny, wearing black gloves and shirt, stands with eyes closed, concentrating. Two men in the background practice boxing in a gym setting. [ ] As a blind and partially deaf musician, a martial arts champion, an athlete, and now a professional artist sharing work on the world stage, applause has never been something I expected. It’s something that arrived only after countless failures, endless waiting, and years of telling myself one simple thing: 忍耐 — endure. When the crowd claps, the words that echo in my mind are always the same: 經過多少失敗，經過多少等待，告訴自己要忍耐 How many failure...