In the area near the wall in the northwest corner of Peking University, Liu Zhilu found a place where he sat and wrote songs with his guitar.

At that time, this area of Peking University was a low-lying wetland covered with reeds. On the north edge of the wetland, there are several large oak trees, and there is a large stone under the shade of the large oak trees. Sitting on this stone, Liu Zhilu held the guitar, no matter how hard he strummed the strings or struck and sang, he didn't have to worry about disturbing the people.

From time to time, there was the sound of buses and other vehicles rumbling past outside the wall, which could cover up the sound of Liu Zhilu's singing; Plus the shelter of the reeds. Unless someone walks up to Pu Shu, no one will find him throwing a guitar here. No one has ever bothered him here, and the only drawback is that there are a lot of black mosquitoes here, so writing songs here has to pay some blood.

As soon as Liu Zhilu sat down, he would first play and sing some of his favorite songs to warm up. After entering the state of playing and singing, he randomly picks a rhythm type to strum, keeps strumming the strings with his right hand, and switches, arranges and connects the strings of the guitar with his left hand at will. Find a group of chords that sound like they are aligned and connected together in perfect harmony during strumming.

In this set of chords, he kept trying to change the rhythm of the strumming back and forth, and felt that he could directly improvise and fill in the lyrics at the same time, and sing a new song that he had written.

His musical feel can be traced back to when he was a child. When he was happy when he was a child, he hummed wildly, and then asked Liu's mother: "Mom, am I a song?" ”

I don't know if Mother Liu is perfunctory to him, or if she thinks so, she paused for a moment and replied, "Yes." He listened, and continued to hum merrily.

Sometimes he would hold a branch and slide back and forth on the ground at a certain speed, silently reciting the melody of a certain song in his heart. After a while, he felt that the sound of the branch sliding was singing this song.

When he was in the fifth grade, he learned the six-hole flute with the help of his cousin. Soon he felt that playing the six-hole flute was as comfortable as whistling, and he could play whatever tune he wanted, without having to read the score. This is strong evidence that his musical sense has laid a good foundation since he was a child. Otherwise, after learning the guitar, he wouldn't be able to write songs so easily.

Most of Liu Zhilu's songs are written as described above, and he wrote the lyrics, composed the music and arranged the music at the same time. There is only one exception, and that is "The Three Little Pigs". He first revised the lyrics written by his roommates and then composed the song.

After writing the song "She" in the northwest corner of Peking University (lyrics: I only have her in my heart, she is my only concern, but she does not accept my flowers, because she is not a fool. The birds are chirping in the trees, my sister is going to get married tomorrow, the breeze is blowing the sunset, I hope the blessing can reach her home) Soon, Liu Zhilu found that this area was fenced off for construction. Eventually, it was transformed into a lake. This also means that his Peking University song-writing base has been terminated.

Liu also found that there used to be a small dirt slope on the west side of the lake in Jingchun Garden, and there was a big tree on the slope, and the crown of the tree was like a large pavilion. Directly below the trunk of the tree are rectangular stone bars for chairs. Sitting on this long stone bar, you can look down, surrounded by small bushes, which are very well concealed, and have the feeling of a mountain king.

Liu Zhilu likes to read books here. There was also a small cave in the rock formation that was well hidden, and he often hid his books there, covering them with leaves, which could protect them from the rain and not be easily discovered.

But it didn't take long for Liu Zhilu to find that this small dirt slope was also fenced off for construction. The library holes were all dug up by excavators, and he lost two books.

Finally the small dirt slope was leveled, the shrubs were removed, and the marble slabs were paved. The long stone bench was lifted out of the canopy. At this time, the small dirt slope becomes transparent, and if you sit on the long stone bench on it and read a book, you will be exposed to the sun, and it will make passers-by think that you are like a fool! His Peking University reading base was terminated in this way.

After these two incidents, Peking University seemed to be very mischievous and said to Liu Zhilu: "Young man, what do you like me the most?" I can change it! ”