Like the elegance and nobility of the piano, like the sound of the piano or its exquisiteness or passion that touches every inch of your heart. I never boast about how noble and how artistic I am, but after listening to the emotional tunes and flowing performances of the 1900s, I will not hide the slightest: I fell in love with the atmosphere, although not so crazy , so strong, but lingering like a refreshing fragrance. In an inadvertent moment one day, I suddenly remembered. 1900 is a man. Or it could be said that he was a genius born in 1900, abandoned by his parents on a ship, but possessed an amazing musical talent. Well-meaning crew members adopted him, taught him to read, taught him to write, taught him anything he was curious about. Childish at heart, he quickly becomes suspicious of everything his "father" tells him, as his lovable black dad often tells him things that don't match the newspapers. One day, the little guy flashed his pure eyes and asked a question that any lonely child would sooner or later understand: "Mom, what is it?" My heart trembled slightly because of this sentence, I looked at the picture, Looking at his father's eyes, I don't understand how he can perfect his good-hearted lies, how to protect 1900's little heart, "Understood, mother is a horse, the fastest horse on the field!" After listening to my father If he did, 1900 repeated it with a stern look, and then laughed heartily, the laughter was full of innocence. My heart was warmed and relieved, and I suddenly remembered the words of the British poet Wordsworth: Children are the fathers of human beings, and he lifts human innocence as high as the sun. () 1900 has lived at sea from the very beginning, in a world that is closed but never deceived and hypocritical, he is always innocent, without a trace of flaws, until the moment when his life ends. I never thought that TIMROTH, who was either acting as an undercover agent or a robber under Quentin's training, would be affectionate and generous, with a gentlemanly manner and speech without the slightest pretentiousness. When the grown-up 1900 sits in front of the piano and glides gently over the keys with his slender hands; as the tide rises, as the piano's pulleys and melodious tunes float and dance in the hall; when his face is intoxicated My heart seemed to go up and down in the lower cabin, bringing my own music for the poor, to the tune of the cabin. With the joy on people's faces, with the sound of the tide outside. Some people say that 1900 is very happy. He lives in the music he likes, and he is accompanied by friends who have no selfishness towards him. disturb. But is it just that? Every time he stopped the boat and docked, his eyes alone looking out into the distance on the shore were clearly undisguised and lonely, and his nervous and expectant tone when he secretly dialed the phone of a stranger: "Hello, maybe you don't. Know me, but can we talk?" Especially when he listened to the wandering wanderer telling him about his experience, he wanted to experience it more and more: standing on the shore and listening to the sound of the sea, what is it like? Wonderful feeling? I'm not 1900, but I can clearly grasp the most delicate loneliness and yearning in his heart - his desire to step on land, the world he has never experienced before, which makes him restless, but also makes him An inexplicable impulse, like when we were children, looking forward to an early birthday. But when that day really came, 1900 stood in the middle of the lower cabin ladder, dealing with the unfamiliar city in front of him. After staring for a long time, he finally returned to the boat. I didn't understand what he was thinking at the time, but at the end, 1900 told an old friend with tears in his eyes: "On the boat, I have a piano, and I can play the infinite music I like on its 88 keys. , where everything is under my control. But when I look at the stranger in front of me, I suddenly feel fear, it is an infinite piano, there is no limit, you walk in it, you will never understand what you want What to play. In such a world, how do I live?" All doubts are scattered like clouds of smoke in his still pure eyes, when we have long been used to living in this way, when we hold our own direction and have When we are going through trials and tribulations toward the distant horizon with our goal, have we ever thought that if we lose our habit, our direction, or our strong belief, then the distance in front of us is also gloomy, and the fear we radiate will also make us dazzled. Are we standing still? Such a detached pianist never took that leap, even if there was a girl on the shore who made him compose incomparably beautiful music, and even if stepping on the shore would make him hear the long-awaited sound of another sea Voice, he finally chose to stay, even though the weight of this decision is his life. It cannot be said that this is a kind of ignorance, and neither you nor I can speculate on the lonely heart of 1900 without breaking away from life. However, when the piano sound he was talking about finally sounded, the hands were gently sliding out of thin air. It's just that 1900's unusually calm eyes when he looked up at the sky made the old ship deafening and annihilated without a trace. The tense and expectant tone when he spoke: "Hello, maybe you don't know me, but can we talk?" Especially when he listened to the drifting homeless man telling him about his own experience, he became more and more concerned. Want to experience: what kind of wonderful feeling is standing on the shore and listening to the sound of the sea? I'm not 1900, but I can clearly grasp the most delicate loneliness and yearning in his heart - his desire to step on land, the world he has never experienced before, which makes him restless, but also makes him An inexplicable impulse, like when we were children, looking forward to an early birthday. But when that day really came, 1900 stood in the middle of the lower cabin ladder, dealing with the unfamiliar city in front of him. After staring for a long time, he finally returned to the boat. I didn't understand what he was thinking at the time, but at the end, 1900 told an old friend with tears in his eyes: "On the boat, I have a piano, and I can play the infinite music I like on its 88 keys. , where everything is under my control. But when I look at the stranger in front of me, I suddenly feel fear, it is an infinite piano, there is no limit, you walk in it, you will never understand what you want What to play. In such a world, how do I live?" All doubts are scattered like clouds of smoke in his still pure eyes, when we have long been used to living in this way, when we hold our own direction and have When we are going through trials and tribulations toward the distant horizon with our goal, have we ever thought that if we lose our habit, our direction, or our strong belief, then the distance in front of us is also gloomy, and the fear we radiate will also make us dazzled. Are we standing still? Such a detached pianist never took that leap, even if there was a girl on the shore who made him compose incomparably beautiful music, and even if stepping on the shore would make him hear the long-awaited sound of another sea Voice, he finally chose to stay, even though the weight of this decision is his life. It cannot be said that this is a kind of ignorance, and neither you nor I can speculate on the lonely heart of 1900 without breaking away from life. However, when the piano sound he was talking about finally sounded, the hands were gently sliding out of thin air. It's just that 1900's unusually calm eyes when he looked up at the sky made the old ship deafening and annihilated without a trace. The tense and expectant tone when he spoke: "Hello, maybe you don't know me, but can we talk?" Especially when he listened to the drifting homeless man telling him about his own experience, he became more and more concerned. Want to experience: what kind of wonderful feeling is standing on the shore and listening to the sound of the sea? I'm not 1900, but I can clearly grasp the most delicate loneliness and yearning in his heart - his desire to step on land, the world he has never experienced before, which makes him restless, but also makes him An inexplicable impulse, like when we were children, looking forward to an early birthday. But when that day really came, 1900 stood in the middle of the lower cabin ladder, dealing with the unfamiliar city in front of him. After staring for a long time, he finally returned to the boat. I didn't understand what he was thinking at the time, but at the end, 1900 told an old friend with tears in his eyes: "On the boat, I have a piano, and I can play the infinite music I like on its 88 keys. , where everything is under my control. But when I look at the stranger in front of me, I suddenly feel fear, it is an infinite piano, there is no limit, you walk in it, you will never understand what you want What to play. In such a world, how do I live?" All doubts are scattered like clouds of smoke in his still pure eyes, when we have long been used to living in this way, when we hold our own direction and have When we are going through trials and tribulations toward the distant horizon with our goal, have we ever thought that if we lose our habit, our direction, or our strong belief, then the distance in front of us is also gloomy, and the fear we radiate will also make us dazzled. Are we standing still? Such a detached pianist never took that leap, even if there was a girl on the shore who made him compose incomparably beautiful music, and even if stepping on the shore would make him hear the long-awaited sound of another sea Voice, he finally chose to stay, even though the weight of this decision is his life. It cannot be said that this is a kind of ignorance, and neither you nor I can speculate on the lonely heart of 1900 without breaking away from life. However, when the piano sound he was talking about finally sounded, the hands were gently sliding out of thin air. It's just that 1900's unusually calm eyes when he looked up at the sky made the old ship deafening and annihilated without a trace. The most delicate loneliness and yearning in the world - his longing to step on the land, the world he has never experienced before, which makes him restless, but also makes him inexplicable impulse, like we look forward to when we are children It's like an early birthday. But when that day really came, 1900 stood in the middle of the lower cabin ladder, dealing with the unfamiliar city in front of him. After staring for a long time, he finally returned to the boat. I didn't understand what he was thinking at the time, but at the end, 1900 told an old friend with tears in his eyes: "On the boat, I have a piano, and I can play the infinite music I like on its 88 keys. , where everything is under my control. But when I look at the stranger in front of me, I suddenly feel fear, it is an infinite piano, there is no limit, you walk in it, you will never understand what you want What to play. In such a world, how do I live?" All doubts are scattered like clouds of smoke in his still pure eyes, when we have long been used to living in this way, when we hold our own direction and have When we are going through trials and tribulations toward the distant horizon with our goal, have we ever thought that if we lose our habit, our direction, or our strong belief, then the distance in front of us is also gloomy, and the fear we radiate will also make us dazzled. Are we standing still? Such a detached pianist never took that leap, even if there was a girl on the shore who made him compose incomparably beautiful music, and even if stepping on the shore would make him hear the long-awaited sound of another sea Voice, he finally chose to stay, even though the weight of this decision is his life. It cannot be said that this is a kind of ignorance, and neither you nor I can speculate on the lonely heart of 1900 without breaking away from life. However, when the piano sound he was talking about finally sounded, the hands were gently sliding out of thin air. It's just that 1900's unusually calm eyes when he looked up at the sky made the old ship deafening and annihilated without a trace. The most delicate loneliness and yearning in the world - his longing to step on the land, the world he has never experienced before, which makes him restless, but also makes him inexplicable impulse, like we look forward to when we are children It's like an early birthday. But when that day really came, 1900 stood in the middle of the lower cabin ladder, dealing with the unfamiliar city in front of him. After staring for a long time, he finally returned to the boat. I didn't understand what he was thinking at the time, but at the end, 1900 told an old friend with tears in his eyes: "On the boat, I have a piano, and I can play the infinite music I like on its 88 keys. , where everything is under my control. But when I look at the stranger in front of me, I suddenly feel fear, it is an infinite piano, there is no limit, you walk in it, you will never understand what you want What to play. In such a world, how do I live?" All doubts are scattered like clouds of smoke in his still pure eyes, when we have long been used to living in this way, when we hold our own direction and have When we are going through trials and tribulations toward the distant horizon with our goal, have we ever thought that if we lose our habit, our direction, or our strong belief, then the distance in front of us is also gloomy, and the fear we radiate will also make us dazzled. Are we standing still? Such a detached pianist never took that leap, even if there was a girl on the shore who made him compose incomparably beautiful music, and even if stepping on the shore would make him hear the long-awaited sound of another sea Voice, he finally chose to stay, even though the weight of this decision is his life. It cannot be said that this is a kind of ignorance, and neither you nor I can speculate on the lonely heart of 1900 without breaking away from life. However, when the piano sound he was talking about finally sounded, the hands were gently sliding out of thin air. It's just that 1900's unusually calm eyes when he looked up at the sky made the old ship deafening and annihilated without a trace. When I looked at the stranger in front of me. I was suddenly terrified that it was an infinite piano with no limits, you walked through it and you never understood what you were going to play. How can I live in such a world? "All doubts are lost like clouds of smoke in his still pure eyes. When we have long been used to living in this way, when we hold our own direction and have our own goals and go through trials and hardships to the distant horizon, have we ever thought? However, if we lose our habit, our direction, or our strong belief, will the distance in front of us be so dark, and will the fear we exude also stop us from moving forward? Such a transcendent pianist has never made the leap A step across, even if there is a girl on the shore who makes him compose incomparably beautiful music and makes his heart pound, even if stepping on the shore can make him hear another long-awaited sound of the sea, he finally chose to stay, even if this The weight of the decision is his life. It cannot be said that this is a kind of ignorance, and neither you nor I can speculate on the lonely heart of 1900 without breaking away from life. However, when the sound of the violin he talked about finally sounded, that His hands were gently sliding out of thin air. However, the unusually calm look in 1900's eyes when he looked up at the sky made the deafening deafening of the old ship when it exploded, and disappeared without a trace. When I looked at the stranger in front of me. I was suddenly terrified that it was an infinite piano with no limits, you walked through it and you never understood what you were going to play. How can I live in such a world? "All doubts are lost like clouds of smoke in his still pure eyes. When we have long been used to living in this way, when we hold our own direction and have our own goals and go through trials and hardships to the distant horizon, have we ever thought? However, if we lose our habit, our direction, or our strong belief, will the distance in front of us be so dark, and will the fear we exude also stop us from moving forward? Such a transcendent pianist has never made the leap A step across, even if there is a girl on the shore who makes him compose incomparably beautiful music and makes his heart pound, even if stepping on the shore can make him hear another long-awaited sound of the sea, he finally chose to stay, even if this The weight of the decision is his life. It cannot be said that this is a kind of ignorance, and neither you nor I can speculate on the lonely heart of 1900 without breaking away from life. However, when the sound of the violin he talked about finally sounded, that His hands were gently sliding out of thin air. However, the unusually calm look in 1900's eyes when he looked up at the sky made the deafening deafening of the old ship when it exploded, and disappeared without a trace.
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