Day with guitar

Yesterday, a few people came to my house to install air conditioners. I also packed up my house.

Originally, my mood was very calm, but when I accidentally picked up my fiery guitar, my heart suddenly slammed again – because it reminded me of many things before –

I am a guitar in the sixth grade. At that time, although it was nominally learning to “play” and cultivate his own sentiment, but holding the guitar for the first time, I still couldn’t help but imagine myself: holding the guitar, standing on the stage coolly, playing the rock and roll, Taiwan The next generation is crowded with people, and the applause is like thunder…

So, with the boy’s dream, I entered the guitar class.

At the beginning, I was very disappointed with the guitar: the reason is no, too boring. But at that time, my dreams were still supporting me, and I always had the upper hand, so I never thought about “exiting.” I have been practicing twice, except for eating and sleeping, learning to write blogs, and playing guitar all the time. Our family is always filled with a guitar sound, from no rhythm to rhythm, from simple to complex, from raw to pure…

Later, my guitar level was gradually getting on the right track, and some simple songs could be popped up – although simple, but in my opinion, it was a great improvement! I am further from success! During that time, I was very excited. After bounced back to the first song “Little Star”, I played in my parents’ ears every day; but they didn’t bother. When the whole family got together to watch TV, when I met someone who sang, I would smile and pick up the guitar. I slammed it up and screamed, “I accompanies the singer, I am obliged.” When I met the advertisement, I I will pick up the guitar and chaos. So, at that time, I felt that the advertisement for Happy Camp was much better. I blinked in a blink of an eye…

Later, I learned to sweep the strings. The sweeping string is very cool, the picks are swept away, the sound of the piano is screaming, very rhythmic and very charming. I remember when I first started practicing, I saw that a “teacher” was sweeping the strings in a big way, and the worship of the heart was broken. He also felt that he was very senior and very accomplished. But when I killed this in just two months, I realized that sweeping the strings was not as difficult as I thought, or even very simple – but in any case, the sweeping string sounds cool! So, I practiced with great enthusiasm and quickly learned. When I played the guitar at home, the music in the house was much better. I also boasted that “there are a lot of stars.”

When my guitar was at its peak, we had a graduation party in our class. I measured my strength and knew that I was “very tender,” but I also reported that everyone was playing the guitar. So, before the party, my enthusiasm for practicing guitar reached an unprecedented high, in order to be able to perform better at the party, I was praised by the students – after all, this is my first “stage performance”, cross With this step, I will be able to “go to the next level.”

Before I came to power, I was very embarrassed. The little angel in my heart kept imagining how beautifully I played, and how the audience reflected it was warm; but the little devil kept thinking about how badly he played, and there was a mockery around me… I thought of retreating, I plan to practice better before I step on the stage. But this is a graduation party. All of our classmates have been together for three years. If you don’t perform for everyone, I’m afraid there is no chance…

I finally got on the stage. I forgot the scene I played at the time. I only remembered that there were some applause around after the play. After I went down, there were many students who were very interested in asking me to teach the guitar – it’s hard to learn, but also to praise me playing well. It!

After the party, my enthusiasm for playing the guitar was significantly reduced. When I entered junior high school, I was no longer going to play the guitar because of “study too busy.” After this, when I was in a whim, I couldn’t help but pick up the guitar, caressed and played a song, but I never insisted on it…

I saw this guitar again, this guitar that was almost forgotten by me. Although I have listed the “playing the guitar” item in my summer vacation plan, I have not implemented it.

I moved the guitar a little stiffly and put my hand on the strings…

Looking at my dreams now, I feel a little ridiculous, and I have no intention of trying to achieve it. Yes, some dreams will never be realized. Especially the dreams of teenagers are always determined by the whim. However, they can nourish the heart of the young and let the young people take the initiative to fight for the young. Be full and meaningful. After a few years, the teenager will revisit them and bring them into their arms…

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