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Chapter 96 The Resurrected "Broken" Electronic Organ

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    Chapter 96 "The Resurrected "Broken" Electronic Organ"

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    "Listen, your father seems to be playing "Shepherd's Song"?"

    "Really! It's the theme song of the movie "Shaolin Temple" starring Jet Li!"

    According to my mother, since last year, there have been bursts of music that is not in tune at home.  The sound quality is not as crisp and clear as expensive pianos, and the overall performance level is not very professional.  Hmm Wanna know who the player is?

    Dangdangdangdang-my father!

    Like me, my father had two major regrets in his life.  I am an English dream and a painter dream, and my father is a medical dream and a music dream.  Fortunately, the writing work I do every day also makes up for my dream of creation. Whether it is writing or painting, as long as it is creative work, I can't put it down!  But for the father who is over fifty years old, the oil career he has been engaged in all his life has nothing to do with his two regrets.

    However, fate is always so magical!  Unexpectedly, the broken electronic piano that I practiced halfway in elementary school realized its true meaning and value like iron trees blossoming in the hands of my father who still loves music after many years

    I bought my electronic organ when I was in the fifth grade of elementary school, because my father forced me to learn an instrument that I had no interest in or talent for, in order to let me realize his dream that he had never realized when he was young.  So after enrolling in the interest class on weekend mornings, every Sunday morning is undoubtedly two hours of suffering and torture for me!  I have to spend a lot of time on things I don't like, and I have to complete the task of practicing the piano.

    The keyboard teacher is very strict!  We are required to spend at least half an hour every day to practice the homework she assigns, and she has to check one by one before each class.  It's a pity that I have never been a good student in piano practice, and I always delay it until Saturday night to make up for it in a hurry.  In order to identify the notes more conveniently and quickly, I simply marked "drmfslx" on the scores and the keys of the electronic keyboard at home, so that it can be seen clearly.  But one time when the teacher was checking the scores, he criticized my lazy behavior in public, and said directly with a cold face: "In the future, it is not allowed to mark numbers on the scores!"

    I naturally understand that the teacher made such a rigid requirement to improve our ability to read notation, but I just nodded and bowed, thinking that she didn't even know that I had marked these marks directly on the electronic piano at home!  Sure enough, my personal attitude is not correct enough.

    ?Because I learned the electronic organ late, and later entered junior high school, it has been abandoned until now.  And the electronic keyboard, which I marked the notes with "patches" and the keys turned yellow, was miraculously reborn at the end of 2019 because of my father.

    In fact, my father who has never received music education also directly marked "123456" on the keys with a blue waterproof pen very simply and rudely, which is more "blatant" than me!

    However, Tian¡õ¡õmusic¡¯s father is different from me who has always been perfunctory.  Although he doesn't even know the basics of fingering, he doesn't know what the correct rhythm of "quarter notes" is, and he doesn't know how to keep his hands graceful when playing.  With only ten clumsy and thick fingers, without any rules, he "jumped" the notes one by one, but in the persistence day after day, my mother and I, two more laymen who are more blind to music, can hear him play.  What track is it!

    Perhaps this is true love and interest.

    My mother often teases that our family is busy with their own things: my father is busy practicing the piano, and he is getting more and more handsome;  She finally found a little hobby of her own this year - raising chickens!

    In fact, it is the "Ant Manor" mini-program game of "Alipay". My mother played it very happily every day, and forced my father and me to also open it.  These feeds raised the three chicks fat and fat.

    Therefore, life always needs some interest.  And the interest does not need to rise to such a high-end level, even playing games and chasing dramas are personal hobbies, which are understandable and have nothing to do with elegance and vulgarity.

    As for the interest that people love deeply from the bottom of their hearts, I always firmly believe that it can stand the test of time, the pressure of life, and the depression of will, and it is destined to miss the so-called "boredom"!

    Listen up!  Father's "broken electronic organ" began to "sing" again. Today's repertoire is obviously "Childhood", which is really good

    In this way, should I also start writing and record this little insight of mine as a precious and beautiful memory a few years later?  I also know that my mother will definitely contact me remotely later, "commanding" me to feed the chickens quickly, haha!

    ? June 8, 2020 (remember this?Website: www.hlnovel.com
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