When I was a child, on the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, a party would be held in the town, and the whole town, old and young, would go to watch the fun. My dad worked at the TV station in town at the time, and he would sing at the party every year. That was the reason why I admired him so much. I remember that he sang "Forgetting Love", "Kiss Goodbye", and "Man Jiang Hong". I also longed to be able to sing in the audience. Stand on stage and sing like he does. At that time, music gave me the feeling of longing and vanity. Later, my parents had a bad relationship and argued all day long. Later, they went out to work, leaving me alone at home. I lived with my grandparents. When I get home from school, I play music on the VCD, listening to Jiang Yuheng, Tong Ange, Qi Qin, etc., and then I miss my parents. Then one person sat next to the haystack, humming a song that his father had sung, and watched other families' happy reunions, such a joyful scene, that he couldn't help but burst into tears. At that time, music gave me the feeling of loneliness, confiding, and longing. Now, nearly three years old, he has married a wife and has children. I am busy with life all day long and rarely listen to music. On the way to and from get off work, I would sing old songs from the past. I can’t even remember the words, I only remember the music, but I’m still very happy. Now music gives me the feeling of comfort, relief and happiness.