张峰最喜欢用笛子来吹奏乐曲,只可惜他一点儿都没有音乐细胞,吹出来的调子犹如鬼哭狼嚎,搅得周围的人都退避三舍。尽管别人对他的曲子唯恐避之不及,但张峰丝毫不在意,依然天天跑到街头搞“义务演唱”。这天他在广场吹了一上午,整片地儿顿时变得十分冷清,百姓们都躲得远远的。“怎么没人懂得欣赏呢?”张峰正唉声叹气,忽然从远处跑来了一个胖子。他拉着张峰的 Zhang Feng most like to use flute to play music, but unfortunately he did not have any musical cells at all, the tone of blowing out like a ghost howl, stirring around people are shelving. Although others fear of his tune can not be avoided, but Zhang Feng did not mind, still go to the streets every day to engage in “voluntary singing ”. This day he blew a square in the morning, the whole piece of land suddenly became very deserted, people are hiding far. “How no one knows how to appreciate it?” Zhang Feng sighs, suddenly came from afar a fat man. He took Zhang Feng’s