我觉得自己是一个幸运的孩子,在学校的轰轰烈烈的排行、沸沸扬扬的颁奖之外,还有着一片净土。很小的时候便喜欢五月天的歌,爱他们对青春的不羁,爱他们对爱情的歌颂,于是也让我向往起青春,向往成为一个抱着吉他、唱着情歌的文艺青年。因此在我的“强烈要求”下,十岁的我,抱着快和我一般高的吉他跌跌撞撞走进了“阿勇吉他班”。阿勇老师吉他谈得好,教得也好,可惜遇见我这样的徒弟, I feel like I am a lucky child. There is still a pure land outside the school’s vigorous rankings and buzzing awards. When I was very young, I liked the Mayday song. I loved their love for youth. I loved their love for love. Then I also made me yearn for my youth and yearned to become a literary youth with a guitar and a love song. So under my “strong demand”, ten-year-old I stumbled into the “Ayong Guitar Class” with my usual high guitar. A Yong teacher guitar is well talked and taught well, but unfortunately met my apprentice,