I think it's a good match. The soothing music is in line with Dai Wangshu's modern poems.
My memory Dai Wangshu
My memory is faithful to me.
More loyal than my best friend,
It lives on burning cigarettes,
It lives on a pen painted with lilies,
It lives in an old box,
It feeds on fallen raspberries,
It lives in a half-drunk bottle,
On the torn poems in the past,
On the pressed flower piece,
On the dim light,
On the calm water,
Of all things with and without souls,
It's everywhere,
Just like I am in this world.
It's timid,
It's afraid of people's noise,
But when I'm lonely,
It visited me at close range.
Its voice is very low,
But its words are long, long,
Very long, very trivial, never willing to rest;
Its writing is ancient,
Always telling the same story,
Its tone is harmonious,
Always singing the same song,
Sometimes it imitates the voice of a girl who loves focus.
Its voice is weak,
But also with tears, with a sigh.
Its visit is still uncertain,
At any time, at any place,
Often when I have gone to bed, I feel sleepy;
Or choose an early morning,
People will say it's impolite,
But we are old friends.
This is trivial and will never stop.
Unless I cry sadly,
Or fell asleep,
But I will never hate it,
Because it is loyal to me.