Chapter 48: Fever (48)

A song, a memory.

Whenever I stumble upon a familiar song on the road, the first thing I feel is the memories of a certain time that comes with that song.

For example, when I hear "The Glory Days" by beyond, the first thing that comes to mind is the hour of high school life when I was ready to go to class after taking a nap. So, if I set it as an alarm bell, the moment I wake up from it, maybe I will have the illusion that I am still in high school......

The alma mater of the primary school opposite, from Monday to Friday, will play "Little Dimple" sung by Lin Junjie and Choi Zhuoyan at about 1:50 p.m.

So, every now and then, I think of memories of my freshman year of high school.

The first time I heard this song was in music class in my freshman year of high school. There weren't many music lessons, but they were profound enough.

I wrote it once before, but a freshman classmate in the same class as me said that there was no such thing, and he was not impressed, and said that I was not mistaken.

Well, in this regard, I said that although my memory is not very advanced, I am still very confident in the things that impress me.

At that time, in that music class, I also listened to Guangliang's "Right Hand Side" and Zhang Liangying's "Painting Heart" for the first time. Moreover, these two songs are also the existence that can evoke my memories of my first year of high school, and I like them even more.

What's even more impressive is that seeing Michael Jackson's charm at the concert on the projection made some fans faint with excitement, and it was also the first time I really felt that Michael Jackson's influence was so powerful.

After that, there was also a music lesson to play the performance of the Twelve Girls Band, although there was no song, but the melody was very shocking and moving.

And in the music class after that, the music teacher didn't play songs, and played a movie "Run, Child", which was very touching.

All of these have touched my heart and had a positive impact on me. It's short, but it's a one-hit profound.

Studying and living should not be filled with subjects such as language, mathematics and English, political history, and biochemistry, but more or less need to be balanced by art, music, and physical education.

Living in exams all day long, studying for exams, almost ruins a person's interesting soul.

Why am I so fond of those songs? In addition to the melodies I like, there is also the fact that music lessons are few and precious and should be cherished.

Recently, I've been getting tired of listening to Xintao's songs.,Just play the songs that I downloaded before.。

A random children's song evoked memories of my childhood.

Well, that's "Doudou Dragon" sung by Wang Xuejing.

When I was six or seven years old, before I liked pop songs, my favorite thing to listen to was children's songs, especially those sung by Wang Xuejing.

At that time, the feeling was happiness, so the songs that impressed me during that time always carried the feeling of happiness in my mind.

Happiness is unique in every day, and so is happiness.

The happiness at that time was only felt by me at that time. Now I can't replicate that feeling.

I really want to eat the pork belly that Uncle fried very fragrant at that time;

I would love to watch a movie happily as a family;

I really want to hoe the earth as a family;

I would love to go shopping as a family......

At that time, the uncle was still there, the aunt's hair was not gray at that time, and the three sisters at that time were not married, and I was still the most real me at that time......

The more beautiful the memory, the more likely it is to make the heart uncomfortable in the cruelty of reality.

Perhaps, growing up has the joy of growing up.

Even though I was fortunate enough to realize my dreams and lack nothing in the future, I don't think I could be as happy as I was at the beginning of my childhood.

Some are beautiful, but in a lifetime, only once.

The past, after all, is the past.

Sadness is nothing more than a desecration of the beauty of the moment.

Treating memories well is the best way to respect and preserve those beautiful things.

is like a lyric in "Beanie Dragon": Everyone has a Beanie Dragon in their hearts, childhood will never disappear, and love is the most beautiful possession.

I have my own "Doudou Dragon" in my heart, and my childhood will never disappear, because of love, so I have it.

Finally, a lyric that impressed me:

Looking up at the sky, the moon is smiling

Look down at the ground, the waves are jumping

How small we are in this world

As long as you work hard, your heart will be higher than the sky