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我从不把什么东西珍藏在身边，因为，我总觉得，东西放在身边会遗失的，只有珍藏在心里的，永远都不会忘却…… I never treasure anything around me, because I always feel that things will be lost when I put them around, only those in my heart will never forget 那是一年暑假，我由于钢琴考级，便只能按捺住考上初中的喜悦，闷在家里练琴。天那样闷热，我嘴里含着冰。发狠地练着。从早晨到中午，再到傍晚，我终于可以甩一下酸疼的膀子，情不自禁地，我走到阳台上…… It was a summer vacation. Because of the piano examination, I could only restrain the joy of entering junior high school and practice at home. It's so hot, I have ice in my mouth. Practice hard. From morning to noon, and then to evening, I can finally shake my aching arm. I can't help but walk to the balcony 忽然，我听到一个声音，和着夏日傍晚那特有的微风，忽而朦胧忽而清晰，飘入我的耳朵，拂过我的脸颊，掠过我的刘海儿。树叶沙沙作响，晚霞含蓄柔美。在这一刻，世界变得静得出奇，仿佛只有这声音存在。哦，是笛声，是有人在吹笛子，这笛声婉转悠扬，舒心流畅，只有心静的人才能吹得如此之好。 Suddenly, I heard a voice, and the unique summer evening breeze, suddenly hazy and clear, floating into my ears, brushing my cheek, brushing my Liu Haier. The leaves rustle and the sunset glow is subtle and soft. At this moment, the world becomes strangely quiet, as if only this voice exists. Oh, it's the sound of a flute. Someone is playing the flute. It's melodious and comfortable. Only a quiet person can play it so well. | 
