Immerse yourself in the world of music
Press the play button, close your eyes, and feel it with your ears. Only the music is left with you. Calm down and let everything be with you. We have nothing to do...
You said to me, if a shooting star flashes across the sky and you make a wish immediately, the wish will come true. At this time, will you look up with me and make a wish? Woolen cloth? . My answer is definitely: "I won't." But there will be longing in my heart, and I can't help but do it. No matter whether there are shooting stars or not, look at the sky and secretly make your own wishes. You will look at me and smile, I can only see your smile clearly, I understand, you are smiling, but I cannot see your face clearly.
On a rainy day, I was riding a bicycle in the rain. The ground was slippery and I might fall. I didn’t bring an umbrella, and the rain splashed water, hitting me and soaking my clothes. At this moment, are you nostalgic with me? Your answer is: "Of course." And my answer is to curse and complain. You are just silent and not making a sound, but you are remembered by time. At that time, you seemed to be sad, but it was blurry and I couldn't see clearly from your face. Sliding water.
Who are you and why I can never see your face clearly, but I can be so intoxicated in your world and feel your presence all the time. And I am always controlled by your emotions like a puppet, with no power to resist. When you are happy, I am happy. When you are sad, my heart is filled with sadness. You have a faint smile, a touch of smile, and you are unparalleled in elegance, but the wind is light. Qing, you replied slightly charmingly: "I am music."
Music, I remember you, but I don't know your face, because I can't understand you. I think we have known each other since a long time ago, so long that I can no longer touch the memories of that era, because you have existed for too long and are always young. From the moment I was born, you have always been with me, lullabies coaxing me to sleep, the brisk tunes are like the colorful fireflies in summer, unusually gorgeous but endlessly quiet, making people suspicious. You have the pure and childish laughter of a baby, and you have the fiery and unrestrained enthusiasm of a sexy girl. You flow gently through my fingers, hooking and plucking the strings, and the lingering lovesickness revealed in the music every time can be read in your eyes. The coolness of your wings makes me deeply feel that the moonlight in the sky is as cold as water, which makes me feel lost. Whenever I reach out to caress you, you have already fulfilled the true meaning of observing from a distance but not playing with it. You stay away from me and indicate with your eyes that you cannot touch the cold and slightly moist air. Bringing the freshness of the night, proving that you have been with me. The heartbreakingly sad tune kept me awake all night, making it difficult for me to let go. Your indifferent eyes and the slightly curved lips made me suddenly understand what it meant to smile.
People always like to keep good things in their hearts, but they are afraid of forgetting them, so they invented paper and pen for recording. But they did not realize that when they put all their feelings on paper, these beautiful things had become stiff and boring. Although there were dancing butterflies, there was no splashing of spring water. Because it has no sound.
I always like to lock myself in the world of music, listen to all kinds of music, and indulge in it, unrestrained and sad, just to let the music make up for the lost things and gain comfort. . At this time, I see not only the reproduction of the simple painting style, but also the throbbing from the author's heart, the sadness that spans the ages, in the gorgeous and broken splendor of the fireworks, as the fireworks are gorgeous and lonely. The end of.
Maybe you don’t need to actually walk around the ancient city wall to feel the sadness of the moonlight shining on the bluestone slabs.
I will always be immersed in the world of music, and let time pass by and the years pass by with a snap of my fingers. Even if everything will eventually be buried by history, I will firmly believe that I will keep repeating that action: Press the play button, close your eyes, feel it with your ears, leaving only the music with you, calm down, and let everything have nothing to do with us...
You can also consider adopting other propositions Ways, such as
1. Indulge in knowledge...music...+nouns
2. Indulge in the world of poetry + people's names...
...Wait, use your imagination, that will be more unique! I can teach you writing ideas if necessary! Hope the above content can help you!