Running in the footsteps of childhood
The sound of music comes from beside me
Step onto the escalator of musical notes
At the end is the familiar erhu
Dad crossed his legs
Push left and pull right
snakeskin piano
Breathing out the tune of nostalgia
Rub and press
birch wood pole
Revealing charming torso
I just want to learn popular electric guitar
But under the influence of Erhu
Unknowingly, I had too many on my hands.
Pull up a bench and cross your legs
Learn from dad
Therefore, I am intoxicated with the tone-deaf
After years of careful guidance from my father,
On finger calluses that have broken blisters many times
Finally found my own realm
Pull out the melodious freshness
Pull out the cleansing soul
Pulled out the tears from the corners of my eyes
Pulled out past memories
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