Music is my lifetime friend

I always wonder the miracles of music. For me, music is the magic key to pains, to devastated mood, to everything in my life. The familiar melodies always sent me back to those moments and those memories.

At the moment, I am listening to the Flowers, which pictures those days in middle school. I sat on the desk alone to read books and listened to the song. The feeling is beyond description, as if I was back those innocent days, alone, reading my favorite books, and immersing in the rhythms. I have friends, but I also enjoy the time of being alone, to be myself, to losing myself in the floods of thinking.

Nearly my things worthy to be memorized are bound to music. The days I firstly fell in love with someone is be with Courage sang by Fish Liang. However, in the end I still didn’t have the courage to say out my love. The days I firstly confronted the important exam in my life---the entrance exam to high school, stayed with the Wake me up when September ends sang by Green Days. I came across the song occasionally on the Internet two days before the exam and couldn’t help stopping to listen. So I put it in my MP3 and repeated time and time again. The beautiful melody made me forget the pressure of taking exams. Till today, when I hear the song again, I still cannot help recalling. The pain of love will always be depicted in my life trace because two years ago, when the results of our examination to the university came out, I was playing the song peacefully with guitar in my room. Outside my room, there were my parents nervously checking my scores. I was like a third person who didn’t care about the results but just focus on playing the romantic song. Even when I knew the scores, I still kept on playing and listening to the song. Actually, today I could not have figured out what the condition I was at that time, just like a wooden person without downs and ups.

When I feel down, the only prescription is music. One favorable song could be repeated for thousands times for a week or even longer. Nevertheless, the selection of the repeated songs is very strict. I used to be very picky to songs and I only listened to English songs. But after I entering in the universities, I become more open to songs. The Chinese, Cantonese, Japanese and French are infected in my daily life. Recently, I am repeating the French song La vie en rose, though my French is very terrible. But music is without discrimination, no matter I am contented or not, I am on the top or down the valley, I am painful or enjoyable, as long as I put on the earphones, I will forget everything. He never stops to come to my side and consoles me from the loneliness and depression. Music is a lifetime friend without whom I cannot live.