10岁生日那天,母亲送他一份特别的礼物,那是一把红棉吉他,母亲是位乡村音乐老师,她轻轻拨动琴弦,流淌出美妙的乐曲。他听得着了迷,缠着母亲教他识谱,教他弹唱。过了一段时间,他的指尖也能如蝴蝶般在琴弦间飞舞。那时日子虽然清苦,却有无数小快乐。可是,两年后,母亲因病去世。想念母亲时,他就抱着吉他轻轻弹唱,让琴声带走内心的悲伤。 On her 10th birthday, Mother gave him a special present, a red cotton guitar and a mother, a country music teacher, who gently stroked the strings and made wonderful melodies. He listened to the fans, wrapped around his mother to teach him knowledgeable, taught him to play. After a while, his fingertips could fly between the strings like a butterfly. At that time, although hard-working days, there are countless little happy. However, two years later, her mother died of illness. When he missed his mother, he gently played the guitar with a guitar and let the piano take away the inner sadness.