Soon it was the day of the Zhou Festival, and the faces of the teachers and students were filled with the joy of the holiday. The children's shoes came to the scene early, and the show was also underway. The performances of the students on the stage were engaged and wonderful, and the children's shoes under the stage were even more enthusiastic and exciting. The teachers smiled and nodded frequently

The lights continue to flicker, the stage scenery is beautiful, and the host is sensational: "The next program is the guitar playing and singing [Skirt Corner Flying] singer, the rainy morning of the second (2) class of junior high school." I was holding the guitar and taking small square steps with a calm expression, and I thought to myself that it would be nice if I changed the guitar to a feather fan, which could sway from side to side to attract the attention of the beautiful eyebrows, and I was still self-righteous and cool.

There was a "snap" and I almost tripped over. Who? Who? Who kicked me? I subconsciously looked around, but the audience laughed. Who really wants to hurt me? I shook my head angrily and jumped onto the stage in a few steps.

Walking to the seat, I patted the microphone and tuned the strings (in fact, I had already tuned the strings of the guitar) I felt a bit of a star, and learned the unreliable Hong Kong and Taiwan pronunciation: "Hello teacher! Hello classmates! I am Yuchen, rainy rain, morning morning." The following song is carefully prepared by me for you, and it is mainly dedicated to the girl with the horns of her skirt, and she is among you."

I deliberately lengthened the tone, the tone was weird, there seemed to be a little commotion below, I smiled proudly, brushed the beat with my right hand, changed the position with my left hand, and danced a melodious and cheerful guitar prelude up and down, and the bottom was suddenly silent, I joined the strings, and a youthful and beautiful campus song spread around.

To be honest, this song is really beautiful, the melodious tune is a rare campus song, and it is the kind of young and ignorant little boy, the mood of the little girl when she fell in love for the first time vividly portrayed. I was intoxicated by the artistic conception of this song, shaking my head, but I still played it to the fullest, singing the soul of this song.

Qi--This little lady with burgundy hair, I don't know where she came from, still holding a fiery rose in her hand, walked up to me with a smile and a teasing taste, and she pretended to be affectionate and handed me the flower with both hands. Didn't this little girly skin bother my emotions? I took the flower, the music paused, and she deliberately pulled my arm.

Damn, this little girl, I really want to kick her down. I hugged my guitar tightly, and she didn't have a place to start, so she hugged my arm. Sin, sin, in fact, I won't really kick her, I still pity the jade, but I only like pure and beautiful girls. Qi, if you want to say that she is beautiful, you can still talk about the past, but if you want to say that she is innocent--wow, I'll spit one first, then it's better to say that I'm a girl, what am I thinking about?

I couldn't spoil the beautiful atmosphere, I was very clever through a door, and the connection was seamless. My singing touched everyone, and my vision was already a little blurry. Moved, I was moved by my own touch, that Ping, who had a flying skirt, you are also moved like me, right? This dream-like youth! My first love, like a crystal-like first love

The thunderous applause proved the unprecedented success of the singing, and it was also well received by the teachers and students afterwards. When I walked off the stage, I saw the girl with the skirt flying ~ Ping. Ping's little hands covered her mouth, her eyes were like crescent moons, and she had a happy smile. My girl, this is my girl, I thought to myself. There was an urge to take her into his arms and hug her tightly

With a smile and a smile on my face, I jumped off the stage and walked towards Ping. When I was about to get close to Ping, Xiaoyi (a girl who grew up with me like a brother) jumped out of nowhere, her eyes flashed, grabbed my arm and said, "I didn't expect you to play the guitar so well, why didn't I find out before?"

Xiaoyi, Xiaoyi, when can't you say this? When I was young, I knew what my childhood sweetheart meant, and at that time, Xiaoyi was like a tail. I took her down to the river to catch small fish, up the hill to catch grasshoppers, catch roosters and pluck feathers, and climb trees to touch birds' eggs. At that time, she was thin and small, but I didn't expect that in the past few years, she has jumped to 1.67 meters, and the top of her head is about to reach my eyes.

I remember that summer, Xiaoyi insisted that I take her to Zixia Lake for swimming, which is a natural lake in the suburbs, barren mountains and mountains. She could have changed under the tree, but she had to go to the woods, and she wanted me to stay there. Listening to the sound of changing clothes behind me, I leisurely looked at the lake. Suddenly there was a scream from behind, I looked back, there was nothing but a "whiteboard" there, and now that I think about it, I really feel that innocent era.

Yi is a very strong girl, with a small face with a big palm and a very delicate face. I've always treated her as a brother, and I've jokingly said that she's not feminine, she's angry and anxious, kicking and biting me. No, it seems that I was stimulated by something, I went to ballet every night to practice my body, and asked me to be her dance partner, what to say, she paid for the cost of learning to dance and supper.

I resolutely can't agree to this, how can I go to ballet? Because of this, she and I have been arguing for a long time, and now she wants me to teach her to learn the guitar, I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse, it seems that I can't stop saying goodbye to her, otherwise she will be really sad

Looking at Xiao Yi's slender and pointed fingers, I patiently and sincerely: "Xiao Yi, if you learn guitar, then the beautiful fingernails of your left hand will have to be cut, and the index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and little finger will be cut bare." Every day, I have to hold down the strings with my fingertips to practice the position, my fingers will be very painful, and in the end there will be a layer of old skin that is very unsightly, you look at my fingers."

I scared Yi, looked at Yi pursed her lips, and her expression was firm, "Well, I know, I'm not afraid, I must learn guitar from you" This "childhood sweetheart" sister, what else can I say? Since playing this, Xiaoyi bought the piano, ran to my house when he was free, and liked to sit on my bed and hold the guitar, so noisy that I couldn't sleep.

But her piano is practiced very seriously, it seems that she does have the talent to play the piano, but it is impossible to say love, my feeling for Xiaoyi is just a brother or sister, there are many brothers who say that she looks good, you can see that she is "very good" to me, and even at the party, the brothers clamored for me to drink a "glass of wine" with her.

Once I danced the saxophone with Xiaoyi, "Slow Four, that is, two people hugging each other and shaking from side to side" The dim light was almost invisible, we stuck together for 15 minutes, I just didn't feel the slightest feeling, and it was a very beautiful saxophone "Homecoming" played at that time, but it was like holding a sandbag. I asked Xiaoyi to jump with someone else, but she just wanted to accompany me, alas--I feel that there is really no way to do this thing.

Xiaoyi sang very well, and the two of us performed the song sung by boys and girls in duet, which was like DJing. But no matter how well they cooperate, they are only brothers and sisters, and it is impossible to go further. >