No matter in what form, music can become a treasure in the hands of different people, and in the hands of different people, it will be endowed with different functions. But maybe while talking about that itself, music loses half of what it means to me. This feeling is also worn away little by little. Unconsciously, I have reduced the presence of music in my life. The originally beloved electric guitar was also placed in a dark corner like a toy cherished by children, perhaps waiting to be awakened, or just going to sleep just like that.
Only now have I discovered that the original form of music has always been used by me as a means to advertise myself, perhaps using it as my cultural label. Rock is cool, jazz is elegant, and pop is kitsch. Your attitude towards music is the same as your own attitude towards life. You are bound by various rules and regulations when you treat music, as if it is your own narrow cognition of life.
Many times, perhaps what really needs to be listened to is the rhythm of life itself.
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