Chapter Forty-Six: The Thirteenth Month's Wandering

You may think that junior high school students can't write this kind of poem, and even if they don't write well. But in case you don't know, as early as sixth grade, I had a dream of forming a band, and I wrote a lot of songs that used other people's melodies for this purpose.

Although I didn't understand love at that time, the lyrics were almost the same, don't call me precocious, and even insult me for being lewd, I'm a simple little boy who hasn't even held a girl's hand!

For example, the school organizes a game out, usually boys and girls walk side by side, and other students must hold hands at the request of the teacher, but I am holding the sleeve of the little girl next to me!

Huh? Wait, it seems that I really got involved once when I was in Xiangshan......

The reason why I say this is to prove that I am pure, and on the other hand, because I am conceited and talented, and I should perform a show on New Year's Day!

Well...... It's a little closer, but I'm going to have to get ready and try to overcome some small obstacles.

On New Year's Day last year, the first time I performed was a guitar song that I played well at home - "To Alice", but when I faced the teacher and the whole class, I was so nervous that my hands were very shaky, not a small trembling, but I couldn't play at all......

When I was a child, I found out that I had Parkinson's precursors, when I played at home, I held a bowl in my left hand and burned firewood in my hand, and when I was about to put the bowl on the brick, I found that the water in the bowl had been shaken out in half.

I've also done tests on empty cups, and the results are even more shocking than when I first learned about Parkinson's syndrome – I was not an ordinary person, but a patient through and through......

So, after that, I was even more nervous.

Don't look like a person in front of my brothers and relatives, but when I encounter a big scene, it's over, and with the fear of being seen through the disease, I will be nervous like a frozen child, and I can't suppress the trembling of my body at all.

I remember a flag-raising ceremony, I was the flag guard, when I stood on the flag-raising platform, facing the whole school teachers and students, I panicked, as if I saw the ridicule in the eyes of some classmates, fortunately, I am a genius, and I can control my ears.

After hearing the instructions from the rostrum, I shook off the national flag in a chic manner, and the whole process was smooth and very handsome, so I immediately understood an idiom - beautiful and moving!

With the help of the flag raiser, we made all the preparations, and when the national anthem was played, I wittily raised my arms and gave a standard salute!

But the flag-raiser panicked, without me helping him pull out the rope in the pulley in advance, he had to make some effort to raise the national flag according to the progress of the music, so he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth: "Big brother, help me!" ”

Since the music was relatively loud, I could only guess what he was saying, but fortunately I was smart, but instead of helping immediately, I found a nerve from the intricacies of my brain to help me complete a question: "Are you sure?" ”

I don't know if the flag raiser got my point, but in short, he said with some dissatisfaction: "I'm dying!" ”

So, I shivered and helped him pull the rope, and I couldn't help but pull it down.

Perhaps to outsiders, my performance speaks volumes about the reverence for the flag! But I think in the eyes of the flag raiser, I can't get along with him.

Eventually, we made it to the top a second or two before the end of the national anthem, and then turned to face the podium.

I thought that after the eyes of the crowd shifted, my symptoms would be reduced, but apparently I thought too much, especially my legs, which were shaking so much.

After the whole ceremony, our homeroom teacher asked me what I was shaking, and due to the lack of knowledge, I only shyly mentioned the main factor of "nervousness".

It's a bit far, sorry......

When I was researching this year's show, I remembered that I was messing around with Lan Yuxuan once, and I saw the head of her notebook, called "Thirteen Months' Wandering", I asked her what she meant, and she said it was boring, she just thought it sounded good.

Okay, for human beings who don't have thoughts, I ask too many questions, and all I get is white eyes and pain.

Thinking about it later, the wandering of the thirteenth month is indeed quite nice, and it is a good pen name for a romantic lover of words like me.

But I'm not satisfied, I must write a lyric, otherwise I won't be on the same level as Lan Yuxuan.

After I told Lan Yuxuan about this idea, she showed disdain, I know, she still admires me very much, because the next day she will ask me if I have written it, so looking forward to my work, it must be that she loves me to the point that she has nothing to add, even if she doesn't have love, she is full of worship!

However, the clingy leprechaun didn't stick to this perseverance, and after a few inquiries, it was as if nothing had happened.

On the contrary, I was a little uncomfortable, and I specifically asked her why she didn't continue to look forward to it, she laughed at me with contempt, and then ridiculed me with contempt, saying: "I started to think that you were a potential stock, but I didn't expect you to be just a potential stock all along." ”

I didn't understand what she meant, so I was disgusted again......

Thinking about it, I suddenly had a melody in my head, and I thought, could this be the so-called inspiration?

I immediately used my only knowledge of music theory, the simple score, to write the melody, and soon, the text was almost brewing, so I picked up the pen and began to write "The Wandering of the Thirteenth Month".

I remember hearing that many great talents write words casually, and there is a person who thinks about it every time he wakes up, and then immediately writes on the wall in front of the bed, this person is very famous, but I'm really sorry everyone, I forgot which master it was.

Of course, I'm not going to be so impressed as to compare myself to them, but I'm just using them for inspiration.

A lot of times, when I think of anything, I feel that I will remember it in the future anyway, so I don't bother to put it on the pen, but my memory is so bad that I miss a lot of such moments, and slowly, the guy "Inspiration" realizes that there seems to be no future with me, so he doesn't care so much about me.

This time, when I wrote the chorus, I got stuck again, and I didn't know how to interpret it because I didn't have much romantic experience.

Coincidentally, both of my brains started working at the same time, thinking of the songs I had heard before, and thinking of Lan Yuxuan humming quietly.

So, I ended up with a piece without an arrangement. Why isn't there an arrangement? The reason is simple, I won't ...... (-Lu Renyi: After blowing for a long time, do you have a time when you can't?) - Passerby me: Just kidding, people are just low-key! )

If you want, I'll write the words first, as for the tune, I can't write it, there are too many numbers like garbled characters, and when I have the chance, I'll sing it to you.

"You look at the starry sky, talking about longing, at this moment I just want to listen quietly, the content that has not yet arrived, will slowly clear up, and accompany you to the end of the thirteenth month.

Write songs for you, echo for you, drive away all sadness for you, write every song for you, show you the only me, write songs for you, sing for you, share all the sadness for you, arrange every corner for you, just because you are the most important one in my world.

My thirteenth month is full of miracles, because with you, I have expectations, I will laugh, I can't hide the sweetness, the beating melody, reflect a happy season, and engrave happy memories. ”