Rainyboy

This afternoon I spent about 2 or 3 hours practising piano in the school piano room.I fact I was not too crazy about  doing it at first,for I was expected,and always,to be busy like hell preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination.Nevertheless,  a sudden passion just struck the hell out of me and finally dissolved my resolution that nothing could disturb my daily routine of study.Anyway,I went at last,in a hurry with my desk in a mess like hell---my desk is always messy like hell,no big deal.

The weather was really so nice.Languid sheeplike clouds were dreaming in the peaceful cradle of the blue,and the wind was humming some lazy tone,and warm,taking the chill out of me ( I forgot to tell that I had got a serious cold these days.)I walked very fast,swinging my arms and legs like the herotic features you saw in kinda very old and lousy revolutionary war film.Naturally,I won the war,and arived in time, to save the world.

The door was wide open,to let you hear the chorus of hyenas inside.I didn't mean that they didn't play well or something,I was not that mean or sophisticated.In fact some of them were indeed terrific players,but the problem was,when a big crowd of pinaist played together,it ended in a disaster,I am not kidding,if you were there,you would see for yourself what I mean.Finally I found an empty cabinet and slipped in.

Had I not have a chance to play on some other pianos besides my poor litte thing,I would never know that the piano on the earth can be so pleasant to play with.The keys felt like white velvet which would shy away at my very touch and then spring back in no time at all.It sounded so nice,I'm not kidding,the music that flowed from beneath my fingers rippled in the air like a "liquid heaven"(I got a strong fantasy towards "liquid stuff",in the first place,it seemed romantic,in the second place,it coudn't be more phony).I was drowned in my own world,and felt so nice,like a price horse's ass,if more precisely ,a liquid price horse's ass.  

I always want to be a pianist or something,while my parents want me to go to Oxford or something,but it is in my blood,playing the stupid piano.