Album: Days In A Green Hill

Intro:
Living with a cat called Freckle, the pianist Peng Jing (Firefly) absorbed himself in the sunshine, rain and air scented with all the trees and flowers of a hill. The musician melts his days in the hill into graceful piano melodies. Feel the passion of life when Peng Jing and Freckle entered the forest's starlight party. Feel the witty poetry in the dance of his white keys and black keys. And feel the silence, where your Heart sits in the middle.

The Pianist's Notes,
Living with a lazy cat called Freckle, I was destined to have a busy life.

To beg her to eat is just a trivial thing, so as to get my waist hurt on the bed, or to see my favorite potteries break to pieces in our chasing games.

The big thing is, there is she in the days in the green hill.

Freckle knows this very well.
Therefore she became the proudest cat in the whole hill town.

These are days when Freckle and I live in the green hill--
The bicycle's chain always slipped off on the third corner
when I was riding on the maple boulevard.
The cakes sent by the neighbors always showed the suspicious print of a cat's pawn.

In the midst of composing, I was often attracted by some grass' scents and went out of home. . . .
These are the days when Freckle and I live in a green hill.

Soft and light, the days are like the cape-jasmines' fragrance floating in the air, or the time when you meet the kids going home just after the school in a hill path.

Freckle knows this very well.
Therefore she became the proudest cat in the whole hill town.

This music was written for myself, for Freckle, and for all the friends who yearn for the days in the green hill.~By Peng Jing