每当我经过他的身旁,都似能听到低喘浅吟的呼唤。将我引向他的世界,纯净魅惑、优雅缤纷的世界。那是乐器之王者的世界,钢琴的世界。满一岁时的抓周,让我触碰到一架小小的钢琴玩具。也迎来了他。从一掌覆不下三两键。到五指跨下一个多八度;从双腿悬在半空。到脚踩三只踏板。每一支练习曲,每一组音阶,抑或每一首奏鸣曲,每一部组歌,春 Every time I pass by him, I seem to hear low-wailing and shallow calls. Bring me to his world, pure and enchanting, elegant and colorful world. It is the world of the king of musical instruments, the world of piano. When I was a year old, I caught a little piano toy. He also ushered in. You can’t cover three or two keys from one hand. Go to one more octave to five fingers; hang from the legs in midair. To foot three pedals. Each Etude, each set of scales, or each Sonata, each group song, Spring