初三结束后的暑假,终于再次有大把大把的时间可以自由支配,我打开尘封已久的吉他包,翻开最新到货的《周杰伦吉他弹唱全集》,用因生疏而略显僵硬的手指抚过六根粗细不一样的弦,弹奏一曲属于自己的心情。音符一个个落地。不同的旋律中,我想起来不同的人。这是音符之上的记忆,我们都懂的记忆。 After the third day of the summer, finally once again a lot of time can be freely controlled, I opened the dusty guitar package, opened the latest arrival of “Jay Chou Guitar Complete Works”, with a little rusty and slightly stiff Finger stroking six different thickness string, playing a song belongs to their own mood. Notes one by one landing. In different melodies, I think of different people. This is the memory above the notes, the memory we all know.