I have been passionate about the violin since elementary school, and I like music like the little Polish musician Janko in the text. All the songs I learned, whether I was walking on the way home or at home, I always let my throat go and sang from time to time.

I sympathize with Xiao Yangke's background and family background, especially for Xiao Yangke was only eight years old just to see and touch the violin, he was injured by the servants of the landlord's family, so he died silently with his eyes open, for music, in order to appreciate the instrument violin, he resentfully and regretfully sacrificed his young precious life. The injustice of the social system in the text is also a fact, but the life story of Xiao Yanke and the violin is so unforgettable to me, which is why I am obsessed with the violin and take a wrong step, but ruined the future of my life.

My brother didn't get into secondary school for three years in a row, so he went to work as an apprentice in a car factory, and when he received his first month's salary, he almost had to kneel down to his mother and ask for a violin. In addition to work, my brother was completely obsessed with learning to play the violin, and at first it was "The North Wind Blows" and Ma Lanhua in the white-haired girl's movie, and then he played Western music such as Oh Yo Mother, Youth Waltz, and Pigeon, and then he and his companions went to the dance hall to accompany him and became a veritable principal violinist.

I am luckier than the musician Xiao Yangke, in the 53rd year of the founding of the People's Republic of China, he was admitted to the primary school for the children of railway workers at the age of eight, and his mother, stepfather, and elder brother all worked in the railway, at least having a stable home. Xiao Yangke's mother worked for a living, but Xiao Yangke, who was only eight years old, went to work as a shepherd boy for a living. However, I don't have the talent of little Janko's musical obsession. He heard the rustling of leaves, the singing of sparrows, the sound of the little river, and even the beautiful symphony of all the sounds of the world.

However, all the rhythms of all things in this world are not so harmonious? There are noisy, flawed, and more noises destroying the melodious symphony, wouldn't it be more pleasant and beautiful to the ears if the music is not preserved by the false? Because Xiao Yanke listened attentively to the rhythm of the wind, he was severely beaten by the overseer, and if he tried to find fault with those noises, flaws, or noises, the consequences were even more unimaginable, he might be beaten to death on the spot, and even the opportunity to go to the landlord's house at night to see and touch the violin.

I was deeply fascinated by my brother's violin, which seemed to represent the symbol of the world's civilized musical instruments. According to my brother, the piano is the father of music, the violin is the mother of music, and the violin is the queen of musical instruments. I not only admired, but also listened to my brother's delicate and unique violin music, and I was completely immersed in the music of the independent kingdom like my brother.

After learning the texts of the Polish musician Janko Jr., I was so sympathetic and yearning, and I saw my brother's obsession with the violin so much appreciation. In particular, the film of "Nie Er" left me with more influence, at the moment when Nie Er created and played the March of the Volunteers, his excited heart was beating violently, his blood was boiling, and his face was almost moved to tears. I still remember that the teacher used the piano accompaniment to listen to the collective tone to judge the score, because he only gave me three points and raised his hand to fight, and finally the teacher let me sing alone on the violin but gave five points, the student period was the happiest and most beautiful era in my life, and music also left a deep imprint on me.

When I played the national anthem and the international anthem of the March of the Rebel Warriors, I not only missed Nie Er, but also the Xinghai brand violin I was carrying, and I envied and missed Xian Xinghai even more. Your sudden appearance made me completely touched by your experience, Ya, both elegant and noble, the piano is the instrument of his dreams, Yaqin to find Dapeng may be God's intentional arrangement, right?

You ask me: Why do you cry your nose? Why do you play those sad songs? Why do you become a true and false educated youth again? At home, I am not only the first generation of children in New China, but also a glorious Young Pioneer for the children of railway workers at school, wearing a red scarf dyed red with blood, wearing two red bars on my left arm as a squadron leader, a volunteer administrator of the Youth Cultural Room of the Railway Cultural Palace in elementary school, and a representative of the Russian language class in middle school, but also a sports committee and extracurricular instructor of the martial arts class. In sociology heroes speak politely, people not only respect each other, but also see me as a college student in the new China. Why did I lose my desire and pursuit of the future? Why did I evolve into a true and false intellectual? This is also my memory of the past, and I was so pessimistic that I even cried my nose.

Musician Xiao Yangke felt that all the sounds of the world were peculiar musical rhythms during his lifetime, and he admired and nostalgically became obsessed, and he also made a flute to play his favorite music. He also made a violin out of birch bark and horsetail, but it was not so nice to play, indicating that all things in this world, including living beings, and any sound made by nature were not so harmonious and beautiful. That's why he went to the landlord's house to see and touch the beloved violin, but was found and injured by the landlord's servants. It was his mother who carried him home, not on the kang or on the bed, but on the bench. There was a cherry tree in front of the house, on which the swallows were singing, and the girl came back from the field and sang, and the sound of the flute came from the stream. The violin made of bark was placed beside him, and after he died silently with his eyes open, the poplar tree rattled, and the son barked outside the window.

The death of the 8-year-old Yang Ke reminds people that this world is full of all kinds of sounds, and any action such as walking, talking, and singing is mixed with a beautiful symphony, just like the sound of the wind that he obsessed with, there are breezes, strong winds, typhoons and hurricanes, and typhoons and hurricanes are the source of evil that destroys all human beings, including human life, and can be described as corruption, theft, malfeasance and fraud in the world.

Yaqin, I said, was also willing to be at her brother's house in court, and the reason for this was the violin.... ”

"Don't talk about the past, just talk about our present and future, okay?"

"No, I cherish your relationship in my most difficult time, especially since we are nine years apart, and I don't tell you about the ugly past, it's not real feelings. You have to talk to the old man about us, or my heart will be troubled. If the old people oppose it because of my background or class position, you must not hate them. How many things do I have to say to you, but today it is too late, and we have to work tomorrow,......。 ”

"Okay, okay then, I promise you, I'll tell my mother tomorrow that as long as my mother agrees, no one will dare to interfere with my marriage." Remember, no matter what happens, don't waver, you must come here, I am waiting for you. Come, when we are about to part again, will you kiss me?"

Dapeng hugged and intimate with Yaqin with excitement, how they wanted to stop time! Forever stay in that moment full of life's rarity, and also the happiest. However, for the sake of long-term and sincere love in life, they had to break up temporarily and spend the third night of greed.