Guitar of memories

In the family, I am the most pampered by my father! My father told me that when I was little, I often got sick, and once when I had a fever, he saw my foot twitching. He worriedly ran to my bed, but then his worry turned to happiness when he realized that my feet were tapping to a piece of music. He was proud to know that his daughter showed musical talent at such a young age.

My father often said that he was self-taught and self-taught to be able to do electronic repair work. In the family, there were always audio devices such as cassette players, speakers, radios and video players. The melodies of music played from different devices permeated me from my childhood, although sometimes I felt annoyed because the music broke my quiet space. But then, I realized that it was those melodies that helped me understand and feel the richness of many genres of music.

I remember when I was little, I was always impressed by the image of my father holding a guitar, strumming random, emotional tunes. His guitar sound was as warm as his personality. He played the guitar with his left hand - something I always found special and very interesting. My father's passion for music was great. Even without a teacher, he still bought books, explored each chord, carefully played each key, each melody, and with all his perseverance and enthusiasm. I often held my father's hand and felt his calloused fingers as he pressed each string.

Once I asked: "Is it difficult to play the piano with your left hand, Dad?". My father replied with sparkling eyes: "As long as the love for music is big enough, the difficulties will naturally become small." My father helped me understand that talent does not always come from formal instruction, but sometimes, it is nurtured from love, perseverance and nights of hard work with the piano keys. My father's piano playing is not simply sound and melody, but also strength and passion.

Music became our own language, where my father and I freely played and sang like friends, understanding each other through each melody and each rhythm. To me, my father was like a great artist, no song or rhythm could be difficult for him. I loved my father's guitar so much that it was indispensable in my daily life. On any occasion, if it weren't for my father's guitar, my voice would not be able to soar, could not "float" with the music. But my father did not simply accompany me on the guitar, he also challenged me by changing the rhythm and melody unexpectedly. I had to concentrate to keep up, to not be out of tune. That moment is always a beautiful memory of my father and I, and thanks to that, I gradually became more sensitive to music.

From that sound, my father taught me a great lesson in life: Life is like music, there are always unexpected changes and the important thing is to listen, feel and adapt as well as how I can change according to each fast - slow rhythm of my father.

One of the unforgettable memories in my life was when I participated in a singing competition when I was about 12-13 years old. I chose to sing a song about the gratitude of parents and when I looked down at the audience, I saw my father sitting there, his eyes warm and full of encouragement. It was that look that helped me confidently sing, even though my voice was a bit shaky at that time.

When I sang about the love and sacrifice of my parents, suddenly the image of my father appeared in my mind - the one who always taught me with kindness and patience. The melody rang out, each word seemed to touch my heart. My voice began to choke up, tears fell. Looking down at the row of seats, I saw my father's eyes sparkling. He tried to turn away to hide his emotions, but I still recognized his tears of happiness, even though the stage lights were dim. Music is the invisible connection between father and daughter. And the moment I first saw my father cry is unforgettable!

The day my father left, my world seemed to lose an important melody, the atmosphere seemed to shrink, I felt like I was forever missing a part of my body. Without my father, I no longer had a friend in music, I could no longer listen to his teachings to help me improve. The atmosphere became narrow, my chest seemed to shrink, my breath seemed weak, my singing was no longer full but often broken, out of rhythm. The musical score now seemed to lack high and low notes, only a long pause remained. But I knew, up in heaven, my father was always watching over me. How disappointed he would be if I gave up my passion.

I will be strong because I believe that my father is always by my side. I will persevere with my passion, just like how my father taught me to play the guitar with his left hand. I will continue to write beautiful melodies for my life, just like how my father taught me to love music. Because I know that every time I sing, even though my father is no longer here, the sound of the guitar from years ago still resonates in my memories. The sound of my father's guitar brings me back to the right rhythm, the right melody, the right wish of my life. I will never lose the rhythm, never let the music die in my heart!

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