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把手剁掉吧,要不就从此不要弹琴了。我望着自己的双手,内心充满了这种想法,刚才弹出那样丑陋的音符,简直是在玷污“音乐”这两个字和玷污钢琴。一年没有摸琴了,我的手指已经僵硬得弹不出像以前那么好听的音乐,甚至已经不能用“音乐”两个字描述了。曾经在钢琴上堆积了12年的汗与泪就这样白白地消失。我曾一度以为我没有了钢琴会很开心,却没想到当我真的无法再弹出乐曲时心情会是如此低落!或许人真的只有在失去时才会觉得应该珍惜,我发现自己就和那些恶俗的言情小说中的主人公一样,和一个人相处时总是争吵多于和睦,直到最后那个人离开了才发现那才是自己的爱人,只是那个人对我而言是一架钢琴罢了。
Cut it off, or do not play the piano. I looked at my own hands and filled my heart with the idea that the ugly note just popped up was simply tarnishing the word “music” and tarnishing the piano. One year did not touch the piano, my fingers have been stiff enough to not be as good as before the music, or even can not use “music ” two words described. Sweat and tears, which had been accumulated on the piano for 12 years, vanished in vain. I used to think that I would be happy without a piano, but I did not expect to feel so depressed when I really could not play the music anymore! Maybe people really only felt they should cherish when they lost, and I found myself working with those Like the protagonist of vulgar romance novels, arguing more than harmony with one person does not find out until the last one is the one who loves you, except that one is a piano for me.