Dream catching

Dream catching

A reliable one is not a dream.

--Inscription

I have always liked to sing since I was a child. I sang from "two tigers" to "one flash and one sparkling crystal", one by one, but my "breaking scorpion" and "five incomplete" make me never sing. Family.

After entering the first section of the music class after the National Elementary School, I took the courage to go to the podium, "sing a song," but only heard a burst of laughter. I hurriedly glanced at my classmates, feeling depressed and angry. Suddenly, I picked her up, sat in the corner, looked at me silently, and there was no smile on her face. Since then, I have remembered her.

She is a "painting idiot", but she is obsessed with drawing, painting without borders, and without the marginal color. The classmate took her picture, teased her, and satirized her. And she, just a faint smile, continue to do my own thing. After that, we became friends. I "sing" my "song", and she continues to "paint" her "painting" and stay in the corner of the classroom that belongs to us.

In a class meeting, the class teacher asked everyone to make a show to start a party. I don't know who pointed at me and shouted: "Let her go to sing!" Everyone is attached. The unsuspecting class teacher looked at me and nodded, and I nodded to her blankly. After that, I found helplessly, I actually agreed? !

After that, I sang loudly every day. Finally, my only audience, the "big painter" who painted more than Picasso, couldn't help it. She shouted at me: "Don't sing, don't sing! Are you good at singing?" I looked at her with grievances and said, "I can't help it! There are still two weeks to open a party." Yes!" She looked at me helplessly and said, "I will help you!" while picking up a minor tune. Since I used to sing as usual, she painted, so I didn't expect her to sing so well.

Going home, open "cool music", listen to the song, without a bitter smile: you can sing the chrysanthemum table into a nunchaku, you should not find it!

On the day of the party, she took my hand and went to the stage. I know she is in the market, but she is not afraid to pretend to be anything to encourage me. She amplified the volume and sang a song. Aside me, it is cramped. And this, only me, and she clings to my hand, she knows. It was my turn to sing, and I gently squatted. And this ambiguity just made up for the shortcomings in her singing and became more perfect. At the end of the song, the applause continued, everyone was surprised by us.

Two months later, it was another party. Everyone insisted that we sing. We looked at each other helplessly. After a week of preparation, we boarded the stage again. This time, we put all our feelings into the song. After the song is over, the applause is thundering. After the applause subsided, we all announced the "combination disbandment." Everyone was amazed, but we smiled.

In the days that followed, she continued to paint her inconsequential paintings, and I continued to sing my unconventional songs. Although no one appreciates it, it is so happy.

Chasing dreams, since it can't be realized, let me enjoy the process of chasing dreams!

Shanghai Hongkou District, the first experiment on the first day: Li Jiayu