I Heard That I Am Poor

The place where Xie Yuan lived is a three-story building, the appearance and internal decoration of a Linhe are very old.

The house has regular cleaning, knowing the owner to come over, the rectangular peach blossom table is laid on a new tablecloth and napkin, the flowers in the vase, the window is clean, and you can see the beautiful fall in the sky.

The small living room is scattered on the couch, and the tea is also placed on a few pages of music and a green pen. After a few years, everything still maintains Xie Yuan's appearance, as if Time in the room is already fixed.

Standing in the position, Xie Fang is a little awkward, do not dare to take a step, it seems to take a half step forward, will unveil the old time of the sealed.

The driver sent the baggage. After the year, he went to the door. He saw that Xie Yuan stood in the same place. He went to the top two steps, and he stopped on the side of Xie Yuan, and he didn't hesitate to hold Xie Yuan's hand, laugh, "When I entered the door, I saw the rose outside the window sill was still open, very beautiful."

In the backhand, the fingers were deducted into the fingers, like the strength and courage, Xie Tong took over the window to the window, "I can see it inside," he said more, "the morning sun just rose The sun will put the shadow of the rose flower to the desktop, very beautiful. "

After the overhead of the year, I touched the petals of the rose pollen, and turned over to Xie Yuan smiled. "This rose is good!"

Infected by the smile of Yu Ye, Xie Yuan is also soft. "Well, the window of the study is also visible."

When the two came on a narrow wooden staircase, the two came to the second floor. Xie Yuan took the years to enter the study. Sure enough, the windows are all a few rose flowers.

From the study, he hesitated for a few seconds, Xie Yuan also brought over the years to the door of another room, introduced the road, "Here is ... Qin."

The pair of hunters is not big, the window is facing the river, the wind is very gentle, the most conspicuous in the room is a red wood made of Steinweight Piano. There is no rituit in Years, but asked, "Are you taking a piano here before?"

Xie Yuan nodded. "Well, get up in the morning will be taken away and go out again, go home in the evening will practice three hours. On the weekend, if there is no other arrangement, it will practice from morning." He focused on the ground Falling on the piano covering the piano, the sound is very light, "I like the feeling of fingers on black and white keys, I will be very happy."

After years, I looked at Xie Yuan's face, and my heart faintly sour and suddenly suffered. From small to big, countless day and night, every day is repeated exercises, there is no lively social relationship, there is no five hundred entertainment, Xie Yuan will pour all the time for more than ten years, all of the piano. But the fate is like a sharp bend, so that all the ideas will change in s s smell.

I can't bear it, and gently pulled the hand of Raising, waiting for the other party to fall to himself, he smiled with his lips, "Now you can't sleep, do we want to go out?"

The sunset's overhang has been exhausted, the night is low, the street light by the river is bright. There are some big winds, and the overhead reaches the button on the windbreaker, and then it is harder.

Didn't go far, the overhead said that the progress of the album production, complaining that there is a song to write is too difficult, and it is also a lot to dig himself, and it is not recorded for it. At this time, a less sure of the sound rang from two people, "Yes ... Xie Yuan?"

The sound of the two words of "Xie Yuan" is very standard.

After the overhead, I found that when I heard this sentence, Xie Yuan pupil minus, it seems to be a psychological preset, it slowly slowed down.

The old man with a white dress is still in the gods, and he wears three sets of garnish suit. The glasses frame is on the nose, and the dress is neat and official. When you see the appearance of Xie Yuan, his face launched a joy, "God, actually, it is really you!"

When the other party will go quickly, Xie Yuan is hiding behind him, holding hard, dumb, "Teacher Brendel, I haven't seen you for a long time."

After the joy, Brundel gave a thank you, and I was pleased. "I thought that I couldn't see you near Le Tour." He laughed again. "I met you here, let me think I have returned to a few years ago. But you have a big change than the past, just I didn't dare to determine that it is a great student! "

Said, he looked up again and looked at time. "It's really bad, there is not enough time, eight points in the concert hall, there is a music group I like very much."

Xie City under the consciousness, "Youth Symphony Orchestra?"

"Do you still remember?" Brundel nodded, "Yes, it is them, I remember that you used them very much." Said, he invited, "I can get more votes, you and your friends Want to go together? "

The lips move, but Xie You quickly refused, "We still have something to do, sorry."

Although I am disappointed, Brundel didn't barely, he hurriedly left two sentences.

Xie Yuan gripped in the years, in the pocket of the windbreaker jacket, explained, "That is the teacher who teaches me less."

Years of bending eyes, "After a few years, he remembered you."

"Well," Xie Yuan took some shallow and miss, "I always sit in the first row, he likes to ask me hard, but I can answer every time, he said that I said that I let him Feel frustrated. "

After the year, I laughed. "When I read the book, the teacher also said something similar. He had a very difficult question with the test of the test. It is very proud to say that there is no one to answer, and I didn't expect me to answer."

The two were scattered in the small restaurant that went to the river and took dinner and saw the night scene along the way. Going home, Xie Yuan in front, after the year, I walked two steps, stopped at the position of the stairs, hesitated for two seconds, shouting, "Xie Yuan."

Xie Yuan transferred, from the high-level steps, "What?"

Holding the five fingers of the railing tightened, the surplus smile, the sound is not heavy, but it is very firm, "I want to tell you, if, if I want to play the piano, I am your most loud listener."

After the voice falls, the surpass is quiet, for a long time, Xie Yuan is a sound response, "Okay."

Once again, I went to the piano room, Xie Yuan walked two steps in the position of the piano, stopped, and looked at Yuyu. The over the eyes laughed, "Nothing." Said, he directly reached out and took the Xie Yuan's wrist and took people to the edge of the piano.

When Xie Guo sat down, the overcome of the rest of the window, the position of the small sofa, supported the chin, staring at Xie Yuan's side shadow.

He can understand Xie Yuan and cautious - piano and music, is the existence of his heart in the holy altar, must be eligible to touch with the greatest respect and maximum efforts. If you can't put it wholeheartedly, if you can only play a flawless music, it is awkward.

In the line of sight, Xie Yuan carefully lifted the wooden piano cover, the simple black and white key appeared in front of the eye. Get the back of the ridge straight, gently suck the breath, Xie Yuan pelled the finger of the slightly tremble in the piano, but he did not dare to press it.

Until the overcome of the Yunyuan, I went to the back of Xie Yuan's slightly cold hand, and the power was gently, "", the crisp, the sound of the sound.

I sat back in the small sofa over the years, and I reopered the chin and watched Xie Yuan.

Not long, the piano sound is like a water wave, Xie Yuan is sitting on the piano stool, closed eyes, the finger is like a memory, press the key, and accurately embed the musical notes.

In the afternoon, curled up in the sofa, listening to the piano, as if the star river is in front of you.

When a song is final, the tail is dissipated, Xie Yuan opened his eyes, look at Yu Yee, and the eyes are hidden, the nervousness and . He didn't even dare to ask, how do I bounce?

Sitting in the years, gently applauding, in the eyes, like a starlight, "playing super good, and the whole night song, a sound is not wrong, really great."

The tight figure is relaxed, thank you not very embarrassed, "I have been reviewing."

I heard this sentence, and I was tip of the nose. In these years, Xie Yuan did not touched the piano. This review can be imagined. Maybe when you are quiet at night, you have closed your eyes, your fingers are on the air, playing over again, contacting, only because of afraid one day, I still can't remember the correct melody.

The barefoot stepped on a soft carpet, hugged the back of Xie Yuan, under the opponent's shoulder, soft, "Xie Yuan, we cooperate."

"You play the piano, I sing, the whole song is two people, is it good?"

Want to watch the black and white piano, Xie Yuan should be, "Okay."

I have lived in the small building for two days, and I bought dishes for a meal, Xie Yuan washwashing. When Xie Yuan was in the study, she would sit on the carpet in the years, and pinch the pen on the paper. However, it has been abolished for seven or eight days, and he has not written satisfactory melody.

Close the computer, Xie Yuan got up, bending the waist to hug it from the ground in a certain stay in the air, and put it down all the way, leaned over and kissed the eyebrows, "year, this change The clothes are going out. "

There is still a little in the afternoon, and it will be busy in the next few seconds. "Okay."

Xie Yuan is changing on the black long windbreaker, which is a black shirt that is hand-cut, looks deep, and the eyebrow is cold. After the year, I flooked, I figured out the white sweater, and added a simple casual cowboy short jacket. In the outside, open the door, Xie Tong opened a black big umbrella, put the Yu Years in his arms and went out.

The car has opened to the floating restaurant, and he has already sent people in advance to package the field. The restaurant is a glass wall and can appreciate the city's views of three hundred and sixty degrees. Sit down with Xie Yuan, sit down in the window, and did not intend to tune the tone of the law, he snorted, suddenly raised his hand, let the waiter took a paper pen.

The handwriting is messaging on the paper, and the pen is pinched in the year. The migraine is quietly looked at their Xie Yuan, "the song we cooperate, is called" Xiaoliang "!"