A Glimpse of the Kitchen essay

Is there such a song, its melody is sad, always pulled by loneliness, amplified by melancholy;

Is there a song that has the most beautiful beat, and its notes beat soft hollows in the atrium;

Is there such a song, it does not have a wonderful tone, but it sprouts a little bud in memory.

A violin named Lonely is pulled by melancholy to compose a tune called Sorrow in the helpless sky. I heard its solo in the dark world, and the ups and downs touched the heart-rending pain in my heart. A string, directed by a melancholy melody, divides a dream.

The dream was shattered, sharp shards pierced my heart, and red blood flowed freely, rendering the most beautiful picture for this piece. My heart was racing, my breath was short, and I was suffocating helplessly.

The melodious notes beat on the black and white keys, and the rhythm has been remembered, it is a casual and eternal beat. A kind of joy invaded the bone marrow, driving my heart to beat together, stretching out my hand to keep up with the beat, happily forgetting the pain when clapping, the numb palm was slightly red, like my face, blooming with a long-frozen warmth.

In the old photos in my memory, there will be people wearing white shirts and playing shabby guitars, the traces of youth are so beautiful, the songs of the past, are the melodies that have been forgotten for a long time, and then singing, it is the taste of that time, even if the years have passed, it is still wonderful. Even the air has the air of rebellion at that time. The long-dormant sense of hearing awakens at this moment to pay tribute to our past.

In the deepest corners of the soul, there are too many beautiful melodies that we have never forgotten.