In the bedroom, the piano was played. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

[If there is no you]

Thinking of that year, knowing you,

Your youthful smile is buried in my heart,

So beautiful.

A word from you.

Worth a thousand words.

I don't listen, I don't listen, what's the truth.

I just want you, I just want you, I just want you, as long as I'm with you.

For you, for you, it's not a pity to lose the world.

It didn't rain heavily that day, it didn't rain that day.

It was a deserted day, a deserted day.

There is no more hustle and bustle of the past, no more hustle and bustle of the past.

There is no longer the love of the past, filling the empty heart.

The world becomes quiet, the world becomes lonely, the world turns gray.

Nothing is worth celebrating, nothing is worth pretending.

Tired because of you.

Then I played a second piano piece, and before that, a lot had already been written...

【Cycle of Life and Death】

With you in my heart, you are gone.

Grow, mature, and without you, I began to reason.

Alive, what is the truth, now I will tell you from the bottom of my heart.

Yesterday is over, and life goes on.

On the day before he died, there was nothing he had not done, and there was something he had left regrets.

Roses, blooming, lilies, wafting with fragrance.

Ask the earth, listen to the sounds, breathe slowly.

Babies grow into children, children grow into teenagers, young people, middle-aged, old age, die...

Life is so short, there are some things to be missed, and if you lose it, you will know to cherish it.

After playing the second song, I thought about the doctor's previous message on WeChat, I don't know if it's true or not, but I still want to go to Hainan Island to have a look.

Then I played a third piece of my own song...

【Powerful】

But I was going to be strong,

Keep getting stronger.

Only when it is strong can it have greater ability,

to protect others,

To protect, my loved ones...

Mushrooms will always grow,

Open the umbrella,

There are some things that should be forgotten,

But I remembered, I didn't forget, I didn't forget, I didn't forget...

I still remember that piece of sky, which I once loved deeply.

What a joy.

How moving, how moving...

So I'm still fragile, too fragile to open an umbrella.

It will rain, the mushroom will grow, and the higher it grows, the more beautiful and beautiful it will be.

Old genius is moving enough.

After playing three songs, I waved my hand, a little tired.

Baihao is now in Xiamen, and I am in Quanzhou, Linshi, and I may be preparing to go to Hainan to see the doctor in a few days, and I am a little nervous and at the same time a little expectant.

Then I played my fourth piano piece of my own arrangement.

[Me]

I am who I am,

It's a different fireworks,

The sky is wide,

To make the strongest foam,

I am who I am,

is the happiest flower,

The cactus in the desert hugged me after falling off the thorn.

I am who I am,

A flower in the sun,

In the glass house, it is me who is caressed by the sun.

In fluorescent love, a strong bubble blooms.

After playing four tunes, it was already a little dark at this time, and the curtains were opened to the bright moonlight.

I love this moonlight, how beautiful it is, and when the moonlight blooms in its most beautiful colors, I will open my arms and open my heart.

Above the moon, there is a soft song, slowly rippling.

After playing four piano pieces, I went to the wooden table.

Open the drawer...

There's a notebook that I played the waist drum and was given away by the school.

I still have this notebook when I was in elementary school.

When I was in elementary school, many years have passed.

I flipped through the journal.

Sometimes it's really nostalgic to watch.

The first diary entry is recorded on the first page.

That's the date before 2010, and the pages are a bit yellowed.

It's been a long time, and the first page simply records that this is a waist drum and then a gift.

Although it's very difficult to brag and pretend to be forced to play waist drums, I still did it.

In addition to the date, the weather is also recorded.

On the second and third pages, I was a little trembling when I saw it, so immature and lovely me.

One is to buy a topa pigeon, a black and white pixel screen of electronics, which is selling well on TV.

It is a small pet that can grow up by feeding, similar to QQ pets, and is an extremely early electronic toy, but only on fire for about a year.

In the 21st century, as long as it is related to electronics, it is inevitable that it will be replaced rapidly.

The old diary reminded me of that time again, and I was even tempted to write down the days again.

And then one day it was opened again: Oh my God, it was a lot of fun! Oh~ It's like this now, hey, I can't go back, and then I pretended to say: I'm old.

This electronic toy, according to the dusty old diary.

Because the injection was not given in time, the pet died, and the screen showed its tombstone, as well as a small floating ghost with a small circle on its head, and the number of days it was raised.

The diary spans several years.

It is recorded until junior high school, and it is not recorded after junior high school, and it is occasionally continued after high school, but it is extremely rare, and most of them are elementary schools and junior high schools.

Those immature, somewhat distorted big characters look really beautiful, like cute and innocent little shoots, fairy tales.

Later, there was also a mention of the exchange of game cartridges...

Nightshade in front of the yard...

A lot of immature and beautiful language, extremely naïve~

Although I don't wear glasses, I also recorded that when I took computer classes in junior high school, I was worried that my prescription would rise again.

At that time, the computer had a big head, and the 4399 mini-games that could be played on the web page were also very stuck.

For example, The King of Fighters, or the Magic Tower.

Of course... These two mini-games were also my favorites at the time.

The magic tower is an RPG that is extremely simple to eat keys, eat blood bottles, etc., and then keep climbing the tower, roughly thirty-story tower and the demon king will fight a decisive battle.

Of course, computer classes are all played with games, what kind of computer technology and so on... No one took the initiative to care.

However, sometimes the computer teacher is not allowed to play the game.

Sometimes, I also teach computer graphics and make layout tabloids.

But it's mostly a mini-game.

There are also records about the 2008 Imperial Capital Olympics, records of the junior high school sports meeting, extracurricular art, etc...

When I think about art, I feel a little sad, because I am interested in it, so I ask a beautiful cousin who is also a distant relative to teach me.

The big cousin of the beautiful girl is also very beautiful, and there is a fragrance of beautiful girl paper beside her~

She signed up for art training for a period of time, taught me to draw, and drew a triangular pyramid, which suddenly made me feel very awesome at that time.

There is also a little cousin, who is also a beautiful sister, with a red and tender face, a youthful atmosphere, a beautiful posture and figure, and a fashionable dress.

That time it was snowing like goose feathers, playing five-hairball with the beautiful little cousin, frolicking, it was a time of youth and some ignorance.

There are many, many memories to remember, so I closed my diary at this time and waited for a few days to go to Xiamen to find Baihao, and take a plane to Hainan Island to see Dr.