What do you all do with the repeating machine during the semester?
When it comes to repeating machines, the current post-00s may be an unfamiliar word in their minds. For us post-80s and post-90s, the repeating machine is not just an object, but also a beautiful memory of that era and youth.
I remember that when I first bought a repeat reader at home, it was in the first grade of junior high school, and the reason for my parents at that time was to learn English and listen to English tapes after class. The only source of financial income: the 2,000 salary of the nanny in Mom's city. From it, I took out 200 yuan to buy me a repeating machine, which was one-tenth of the entire family's expenditure that year, which shows that in the reading piece, my mother is still quite supportive of me.
It was the first electronic product in my life and I was so excited. In the beginning, I used it every day to practice English dictation, but the main purpose was still on learning. Until one day I was at the home of my junior high school brother. That day I went to my brother's house to get a few study notes, and it was in his bedroom that I heard the most beautiful music in the world, beyond the band "Glory Years", which was my first contact with beyond songs, and I was touched by them. Under my soft and hard bubble, the student finally agreed to lend me the tape, returned to the dormitory, put it in the repeater to start the sleepless night, and listened to it over and over again.
Really love you, cold rainy nights, the sea and the sky, not hesitating, lovers, like you, etc., too many good songs come from their songwriting. This attracted me even more to the poignant process behind the group and to explore.
Later, I went to the Internet café to search for the Internet, and the soul of the band beyond: Mr. Huang Jiaju died in Japan as early as June 30, 1993, and the life of the 31-year-old came to an end. "Sea wide sky", a new song launched in 1993, did not expect to become the masterpiece of the family colt.
Even if there are tens of millions of songs in the world, there is no Huang Jiaju in the world.
How many times, in the face of cold eyes and ridicule, I have never given up the ideal in my heart
A moment of trance, a sense of loss
Unconsciously has faded, the heart of love (who understands me)
Forgive me for loving freedom uninhibitedly in this life, and I am afraid that one day I will fall
If you turn your back on your ideals, anyone can do it, even if one day only you and I are together.