下面小编给大家整理的音乐带我解脱歌词欣赏，本文共6篇，欢迎阅读!
篇1：音乐带我解脱歌词欣赏
《欢乐颂2》在最新预告中，身份神秘的谢童要出场了。关雎尔在邱莹莹的钱包里找到了谢童的钱包，依照钱包里的酒吧地址找过去，正好看到谢童在酒吧驻唱的情景：“我想飞在自由天空只有音乐带我解脱我也试过放手一搏但现实只将我吞没~~~~~”，关雎尔在台下听到这首歌时引起了共鸣。不由得听得入神了。
欢乐颂2邓伦
欢乐颂2谢童唱的歌叫什么？
这首歌名叫：音乐带我解脱。是由歌手许鹤缤演唱的。
篇2：BY2经典《带我离开》歌词
你常拍着手 说你的感动
纯白色天空 停留着你纯白的梦
一瞬间 你让我的伤口补上了彩虹
一瞬间 你把我的惶恐
耐心呵护 雕刻出温柔
突然想你带我离开
远离尘埃 找个无烟的地带
满天的星光 将愿望全都变出来
突然想你带我离开
永远离开 擦掉每一份不安
闭上眼感觉 这个世界
爱依然存在
你常拍着手 说你的感动
纯白色天空 停留着你纯白的梦
一瞬间 你让我的伤口补上了彩虹
一瞬间 你把我的惶恐
耐心呵护 雕刻出温柔
突然想你带我离开
远离尘埃 找个无烟的地带
满天的星光 将愿望全都变出来
突然想你带我离开
永远离开 擦掉每一份不安
闭上眼感觉 这个世界
爱依然存在
Baby Girl
不用害怕请你牵我手
我们一起奔向外太空
从黑洞欣赏着地球 多自由
我愿像阿凡达捍卫 你许下的每个梦
建立我俩的星球 用心担保你快乐
突然想你带我离开
远离尘埃 找个无烟的地带
满天的星光 将愿望全都变出来
啦啦啦啦啦啦啦啦
啦啦啦啦 擦掉每一份不安
闭上眼感觉 这个世界
爱依然存在
歌手介绍
BY2，1992年3月23日出生于新加坡，华语流行乐双胞胎女子组合，由姐姐白纬芬(Miko)和妹妹白纬玲(Yumi)组成。
，参加在马来西亚举办的“卧虎藏龙”选秀比赛，并获得亚军，从而签约海蝶音乐，成为旗下签约艺人 。，推出组合首张音乐专辑《16未成年》，从而正式出道 。，推出组合第二张音乐专辑《Twins》 ;同年，获得“第九届全球华语歌曲排行榜颁奖典礼”最受欢迎新人奖 。，推出组合第三张音乐专辑《成人礼》。，推出组合第四张音乐专辑《90'闹Now》 ;同年，出版书籍《一样爱着你!BY2の爱心日记》 。
，推出组合首张EP专辑《爱你爱你》 。，推出组合第五张音乐专辑《MY.游乐园》 ;同年，获得“华鼎奖全球音乐盛典”最佳华语组合奖[10] 。，推出组合第六张音乐专辑《CAT and MOUSE》 ;同年，主演纯爱轻喜剧电影《在北极说爱你》 。，出演现代喜剧电影《搞怪奇妙夜》;同年，推出电子中国风单曲《桃花旗袍》
早年经历
白纬芬与白纬玲出生于新加坡，她们从小热爱音乐和舞蹈。由于她们小时候不怎么会说中文，她们的父母便让她们透过家里的卡拉OK点唱机学唱中文歌，而这不仅启发了姐妹俩的中文，还发掘了她们的表演及歌唱潜力。白纬芬与白纬玲7岁时便开始学习芭蕾舞，14岁时报考了“海蝶森林非常歌手训练班”。
[BY2经典《带我离开》歌词]
篇3：民歌民谣《带我到山顶》歌词
唔哎....带我到山顶
唔哎....美丽的村庄
唔哎....妈妈的泪水
唔哎....忧伤别困扰她
唔哎....童年的岁月
唔哎....梦中的天堂
唔哎....妹妹的泪水
唔哎....思念的歌谣
夜里妈妈声声口弦
呼唤浪迹天涯的游子
哦....
夜里游子多少泪水
淋湿多少回家的梦
就在那个山顶听听来自天堂的声音
哦......
就在那个村庄平息难以安静的灵魂
哦...哦...哦....啦...啦...啦....
一起来
唔哎....带我到山顶
唔哎....美丽的村庄
唔哎....妈妈的泪水
唔哎....忧伤别困扰她
歌手介绍
吉克隽逸(Summer)，汉名王隽逸，1988年5月13日出生于四川省凉山州甘洛县，中国大陆女歌手。20参加《中国好声音》获得刘欢组最终冠军和巅峰对决季军。年底签约天浩盛世和环球唱片，并发行首支单曲《彩色的黑》。20出演中美合资电影《绝命逃亡》中的女配角，与尼古拉斯凯奇、刘亦菲、海登克里斯滕森等人合作，并演唱片尾曲《争气》。发行个人首张同名专辑。并在北京工人体育馆举行首场个人演唱会。8月参加了南京第二届青年奥林匹克运动会，演唱歌曲《光环》。
翻唱版本
在第四季中国达人秀半决赛中，天籁童声马子跃清唱后，更是名气大增。金鹰卡通举办的《中国新声代》中，来自东北大兴安岭地区的天籁女孩王睿卓更是把此曲唱入人心。
[民歌民谣《带我到山顶》歌词]
篇4：音乐播放软件老搭档 酷我歌词！
6月初，一款集成了“音频指纹识别技术”的歌词组件出现在音乐软件领域，全新的歌词搜索技术、出色的歌词搜索性能和与主流音乐播放软件无缝衔接的插件形式让这款软件迅速成为音乐爱好者的新喜！这款软件就是目前最具人气指数的“酷我歌词”，新年伊始，酷我公司又推出了“酷我歌词”。
软件档案
软件名称：酷我歌词
最新版本：V0.8.2.7
软件大小：1907KB
软件类型：免费软件
应用平台：Windows/XP
下载地址：www.onlinedown.net/soft/49943.htm
一、认识酷我歌词
酷我歌词可以说是目前Windows Media Player、Real player和Winamp 这些主流音乐播放软件最佳的一款歌词组件，它不仅可以让这些音乐播放器立即具有像千千静听那样自动同步搜索并实时滚动显示歌词的功能，而且对于命名形式不规则的歌曲及甚至是歌曲内部tag信息被编辑的乱七八糟的歌曲，都可以利用歌曲所独有的“音频指纹技术”来识别歌曲，从而非常快速而准确的为歌曲匹配歌词。笔者认为，与一般的歌词软件相比，酷我歌词有下面两个产品优势：
一个是它是真正意义上的音乐播放软件的“组件”，将这款软件安装后，用户不论使用哪款音乐播放器来听音乐，均不会改变用户任何的操作习惯，组件对音乐播放软件的加强就是使音乐播放软件内部具有了智能的歌曲识别和歌词搜索搜索功能，歌词的智能匹配、搜索、下载和同步显示不需要用户进行任何的干预，而且歌词显示窗口还集成在了原音乐播放软件内部，这跟音乐播放软件仿佛本身已经自带了歌词搜索功能绝对是一个感觉。
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分享到 另一个就是“酷我歌词”所独具的“音频指纹识别技术”，音频指纹识别技术是由北京酷我科技开发利音频处理专利技术，它包含了一套收录数十万首音乐的音频指纹库，每一首已知歌曲都有其对应的独特“特征码”，而这些被称作“音频指纹”的特征码就可以快速而精准的通过与音乐指纹数据库中对应特征码的比对来识别歌曲的最真实信息。
这个过程我们可以借助一个实例来表述：比如我们在Winamp音乐播放软件中打开一首歌曲，酷我歌词会立即自动提取该歌曲的“音乐指纹”并将其通过网络送入软件远程服务器中的音乐指纹数据库中进行音乐指纹特征码的比对，从而快速识别歌曲，准确识别了歌曲，正确搜索对应歌曲的歌词自然不在话下了。
二、使用酷我歌词
简单的安装
运行软件的安装程序并一路单击“下一步”按钮即可快速完成软件的安装，整个安装过程中没有发现任何其它程序的捆绑，软件绿色、小巧，上手很容易。
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分享到 酷我歌词安装后，软件会自动识别用户系统中已经安装的对应音乐播放软件，在开始菜单该酷我歌词软件的程序组中，软件会自动创建对应音乐播放软件的快捷方式，
畅快的歌词搜索体验
平时都是用Real playe来听歌的，所以笔者习惯性的打开Real playe，由于这是笔者在安装了酷我歌词软件后第一次运行Real playe，在打开时笔者看到播放面板中酷我歌词软件非常精美的“欢迎首页”。这说明已经成功安装酷我歌词软件了。
接下来笔者随意中打开了一首歌曲，一两秒钟，软件便成功搜索到了对应歌词，并且随着歌曲的播放进度，Real playe开始自动将歌词滚动显示，当前正在播放的歌词以绿色的高亮方式将其“突显”出来，这时的播放器是不是让您耳目一新呢？其实，让用户耳目一新的还远远不只是动态显示的歌词，在播放面板的背景上，酷我歌词软件还自动搜索并动态展示了当前所播放歌曲的对应歌手的最新海报。多么华美的全新播放器啊！看来，这个酷我歌词还真的够“酷”。
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分享到 三、其它特色功能“亮亮相”
1.不简单的“指纹识别”
其实一开始笔者是不很相信什么“音乐指纹识别技术”的，于是笔者决定“刁难”一下酷我歌词，笔者首先利用Winamp的音频编辑功能将郑源演唱的“一万个理由”歌曲中的所有内部信息删除并“保存修改”。
接着把原歌曲文件的文件名由“一万个理由.MP3”随便修改成了“123.MP3”，但是没想到这样一首被严重“毁容”的歌曲，酷我歌词软件依然成功进行了识别，看来这个“音乐指纹识别技术”的确了得啊。
2.海报和MV也能照样搜
这恐怕又是同类歌词搜索软件所没有的一种特色功能。在音乐播放软件(如realplayer)播放歌曲的过程中，用户只要在播放面板上单击相应按钮，则酷我歌词软件会随时为用户打开与当前播放歌曲相对应的歌曲MV及歌手的更多海报图片。
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分享到 3.小巧的“迷你”歌词窗口
非常体贴的一个特色功能，比如用户习惯于在音乐打开的情况下进行文稿编辑工作，或者喜欢一边欣赏流行歌曲，一边玩玩小休闲游戏，这时用户就可以选择切换到“迷你”方式显示歌词，一个小小的精美浮动工具条，既完整显示了歌词内容，又不会耽误用户的其它正常操作，是不是非常贴心而实用呢？用户歌曲播放面板中打开右键菜单，然后选择“迷你模式”选项即可快速切换到“迷你”歌词窗口上。
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篇5：我喜欢音乐高中英语作文带翻译
Everybody has a hobby. I like music best, and I think it is the most wonderful in the world.
When I was a little girl, I liked listening to my mother sing beautiful songs. I could understand what the songs were about. Music has been my close friend for many years. Sometimes I enjoy sweet music so carefully that I forget everything else in the world.
I don't want to be a singer when I grow up. But I think music can really make my life rich and colorful.
每人都有爱好。我最喜欢音乐，我认为它是世界上最美妙的东西。
当我是个小女孩的时候，我最喜欢听妈妈唱那些好听的歌。我能听懂那些歌的意思。多年来，音乐就成了我的亲密朋友。有时我认真地欣赏那甜美的音乐时，我会忘记世界上任何别的事情。
长大后我并不想当歌唱家，可是我认为音乐真的使我的生活丰富多彩。
篇6：双语散文欣赏我父亲的音乐
双语散文欣赏我父亲的音乐
I remember the day Dad first lugged the heavy accordion up our front stoop,taxing his small frame. He gathered my mother and me in the living room and opened the case as if it were a treasure chest. “Here it is,”he said. “Once you learn to play, it'll stay with you for life.”
我还记得那天，爸爸豁出瘦小的身躯，第一次把那沉甸甸的手风琴拖上我们家的门廊。他把妈姆和我召到客厅，打开箱子，好像那是个百宝箱似的.“给，”。他说，“你一学会拉它，它就跟你终身做伴。”
If my thin smile didn't match his full-fledged grin, it was because I had prayed for a guitar or a piano. It was 1960, and I was glued to my AM radio,listening to Del Shannon and Chubby Checker. Accordions were nowhere in my hit parade. As Ilooked at the shiny white keys and cream-colored bellows, I could already hear my friends' squeeze box jokes.
我淡淡一笑，满不像他那么喜笑颜开，可那是因为裁一直巴望着有一把吉他，或一架钢琴。当时是1960年，我迷上了在调幅广播里收听戴尔·香农和查比·切克的音乐。手风琴在我的流行曲目里根本排不上号。看着那白晃晃的琴键和奶油色的风箱，我都可以听到伙伴们嘲弄这玩意儿的声音。
For the next two weeks, the accordion was stored in the hall closet. Then one evening Dad announced that I would start lessons the following week. In disbelief I shot my eyes toward Mom for support. The firm set of her jaw told me I was out of luck.
后来的两个礼拜，手风琴一直搁在门厅的壁橱里。有天晚上，爸爸宣布，’下周起我就开始上手风琴课。狐疑中我直向母亲递眼色，求她帮忙。可她紧闭着嘴，就是说我这次倒了霉了。
Spending $300 for an accordion and $5 per lesson was out of character for my father. He was practical always-something he learned growing up on a Pennsylvania farm. Clothes, heat and sometimes even food were scarce.
花300元买架手风琴，每上一课还得交五元，这可不合我父亲的性格。他向来都很讲究实际——这是他自小在宾夕法尼亚州的农场学来的。当时穿的，取暖的，有时候连吃的都很少。
Before I was born, he and my mother moved into her parents' two-story home in Jersey City, N.J. I grew up there on the second floor; my grandparents lived downstairs. Each weekday Dad made the three-hour commute to and from Long Island, where he was a supervisor in a comparty that serviced jet engines. Weekends, he tinkered in the cellar, turning scraps of plywood into a utility cabinet or fixing a broken toy with spare parts. Quiet andshy, he was never more comfortable than when at his workbench.
我出生前，父母搬进了新泽西州泽西城外公外婆家一楼一底的房子。我就是在那儿的楼上长大的，外公他们住楼下。爸爸每天去长岛上班来回要坐三个小时的车。他在那儿的一家飞机发动机维修公司做监督，周末他就在地窖里东修西补，不是把零星的胶合板拼凑成多用柜，就是找些个零部件修理破玩具。他生性沉静腼腆，只有坐在工作凳上时他才最为自在。
Only music carried Dad away from his world of tools and projects. On a Sunday drive, he turned the radio on immediately. At red lights, I'd notice his foot tapping in time. He seemed to hang on every note.
只有音乐可以使爸爸陶醉，忘却他那个近视工具和活计的天地。星期天只要一开车，他便打开收音机。遇见红灯，就见他的脚及时地轻轻打起拍子。他好像不放过每一个音符。
Still, I wasn't prepared when, rummaging in a closet, I found a case that looked to me like a tiny guitar's. Opening it, I saw the polished glow of a beautiffil violin. “It's your father's,” Mom said. “His parents bought it for him. I guess he got too busy on the farm to ever learn to play it.” I tried to imagine Dad's rough hands on this delicate instrument-and couldn't. .
然而，我还是没有料到，又一次翻一个壁橱，竟发现一只盒子，我看像个小吉他盒。打开一看，却是把漂亮的小提琴，光滑锃亮的。“那是你父亲的，”妈妈说，“他父母给他买的。怕是农场上太忙了吧，他压根儿就没顾上学。”我尽量想象爸爸那双粗手在摆弄这把精巧的小提琴——可就是想象不出来。
Shortly after, my lessons began with Mr. Zelli at the Allegro Accordion School tucked between an old movie theater and a pizza parlor. On my first day, with straps straining my shoulder, I felt clumsy in every way. “How did he do?” my father asked when it was over. “Fine for the first lesson,”said Mr.ZeUi. Dad glowed with hope.
不久，我在手风琴速成学校跟泽里先生上起课来了，那个学校夹在一家旧电影院和一家馅饼店之间。第一天，我肩上勒紧了两条皮带，怎么都觉得别扭。“他怎么样?”过后父亲问老师。“第一课嘛，还可以。”泽里先生说。爸爸看有希望，神采奕奕。
I was ordered to practice half an hour every day, and every day I tried to get out of it. My future seemed to be outside playing ball, not in the house mastering songs I would soon forget, but my parents hounded me to practice.
按规定我每天的练半小时的琴，而我每天都没法躲过去。我看我的前途是在户外打球，不是呆在屋里练很快就会遗忘的曲子，可父母逼着我练。
Gradually, to my surprise, I was able to string notes together and coordinate my hands to play simple songs. Often, after supper, my father would requesta tune or two. As he sat in his easy chair, I would fumble through “Lady of Spain” and “Beer Barrel Polka.”
想不到我渐渐可以把各个音符串起来，两手配合着拉起简单的歌曲了。晚饭后，父亲常常要我拉上一两段曲子。他坐在安乐椅里，我就笨手笨脚地拉完《西班牙女郎》和《啤酒桶波尔卡》
“Very nice, better than last week,” he'd say. Then I would segue into a med-ley of his favorites, “Red River Valley” and “Home on the Range,” and he would drift off to sleep, the newspaper folded on his lap. I took it as a compliment that he could relax under the spell of my playing.
“很好，比上星期强。”他会说。于是我一口气拉下去，把他最喜欢的歌曲《红河谷》和《家在牧场》混在一起，于是他不知不觉地睡去，报纸还摊在膝上。他能在我的演奏感召之下，也轻松一下算是对我的赞赏吧。
One July evening I was giving an almost flawless rendition of “Come Back to Sorrento,”and my parents called me to an open window. An elderly neighbor, rarely seen outside her house, was leaning against our car humming dreamily to the tune. When I finished, she smiled broadly and called out, “I remember that song as a child in Italy. Beautiful, just beautiful.”
有年七月的一天傍晚，我正在拉《重归苏连托》，几乎是无懈可击，父母把我叫到一扇窗口。一个上了年纪的邻居，很少见她出门，这时正依在我家车旁，恍恍惚惚地跟着曲子哼着。我拉完了，她笑眯眯地喊道：“我小时候在意大利就记得这首歌。好听，真好听。”
Throughout the summer, Mr. Zelli's lessons grew more difficult. It took me a week and a half to master them now. All the while I could hear my buddies outside playing heated games of stickball. I'd also hear an occasional taunt: “Hey, where's your monkey and cup?
整个夏天，泽里先生的课越上越难。现在要花一个半星期才能学会。我一边学琴一边可以听到伙伴们在外面玩棍球玩得好热闹，不时还听到句把损人的话：“喂!你那猴儿罐儿呢?”
Such humiliation paled, though, beside the impending fall recital, I would have to play a solo on a local movie theater's stage. I wanted to skip the whole thing. Emotions boiled over in the car one Sunday afternoon.
不过，眼看秋季演奏会就要到来，这么糟践人也就不算个事了。强得耷本地一家电影院上台独奏。我想赖掉这差事。个星期天下午在车上，我们都动了感情，都发火了。
”I don't want to play a solo,“ I said.
我不想独奏。”我说。
”You have to,“ replied my father.
你就得独奏。”父亲答道。
”Why?“ I shouted. ”Because you didn't get to play your violin when you were a kid? Why should I have to play this stupid instrument when you never had to play yours7“Dad pulled the car over and pointed at me.
“为啥?”我吼道，“就因为你小时候没能拉成小提琴?你不拉就行我干吗就非得拉这笨乎乎的玩意儿?爸爸刹住车，面对着我。
”Because you can bring people joy. You can touch their hearts. That's a gift I won't let you throw away.“ He added softly, ”Someday you'll have chance I never had: you'll play beautiful music for your family. And you understand why you've worked so hard.“
“就因为你可以给别人带来欢乐。你可以打动他们的心。，那是给人的一份礼物，我不许你白扔了。”他又轻声说，“总有一天你会有我从来没有的机会：你会给你的妻子儿女演奏美丽动听的音乐。那时候你就会明白你干吗要这么苦练了。”
I was speechless. I had rarely heard Dad speak with such feeling about anything, much less the accordion. From then on, I practiced without parents' making me.
我无言以对。我很少听到父亲说话这么动情，更何况是说的手风琴。从此我练琴不用父母逼了。
The evening of the concert Mom wore glittery earrings and more makeup than I could remember. Dad got out of work early, put on a suit and tie, and slicked down his hair with Vitalis. They were an hour early, so we sat in the living room chatting nervously. I got the unspoken message that playing this one song was a dream come true for them.
音乐会那天晚上，妈妈戴上亮晶晶的耳环，脸上没见她这么打扮过。爸爸早早就下了班，扎上领带，一身套装，头发用发油梳得溜光。他们提前一小时就打扮完了，我们便坐在客厅里紧张地聊天。这时我得到一个无言的启示：演奏这么一首歌是实现他俩的一个梦想。
At the theater nervousness overtook me as I realized how much I wanted to make my parents proud. Finally, it was my turn. I walked to the lone chairon stage and performed ”Are You Lonesome Tonight?“ without a mistake. The applause spilled out, with a few hands still clapping after others hadstopped. I was lightheaded, glad my ordeal was over.
在电影院，我意识到我是真想使父母感到自豪时，简直紧张死了。终于轮到我上场了。我走向台上孤零零的椅子，演奏了《今晚你可寂寞?》没出一点儿错。一时掌声四起，落下后还有几个人在拍手。我高兴得轻飘飘的，总算熬到头了。
After the concert Mom and Dad came backstage. The way they walked—heads high, faces flushed—I knew they were pleased. My mother gave me a big hug. Dad slipped an arm around me and held me close. ”You were just great,“ he said. Then he shook my hand and was slow to let it go.
音乐会散后妈妈和爸爸来到后台。瞧他们走路那神气——昂首挺胸，红光满面，我就知道他们很高兴。母亲紧紧拥抱了我。爸爸伸过一只胳臂搂住我不放。“你真是好样儿的!”他说，然后又握住我的手，久久不松开。
As the years went by, the accordion drifted to the background of my life. Dad asked me to play at family occasions, but the lessons stopped. When I went to college, the accordion stayed behind in the hall closet next to my father's violin.
随着岁月的流逝，那架手风琴在我的生活中也渐渐隐退了。爸爸只要我在家有节庆的时候拉一拉，课是不上了。我上大学，那琴就放在门厅的壁橱里，挨着父亲的小提琴。
A year after my graduation, my parents moved to a house in a nearby town. Dad, at 51, finally owned his own home. On moving day, I didn't have the heart to tell him he could dispose of the accordion, so I brought it to my own home and put it in the attic.
我毕业一年后，父母搬到了附近一个镇上。父亲在51岁终于有了自己的房子。搬家那天，我不忍心告诉他可以把手风琴卖了，于是我把它拿回我自己的家，放在阁楼上。
There it remained, a dusty memory until one afternoon several years later when my two children discovered it by accident. Scott thought it was secret treasure; Holly thought a ghost lived inside. They were both right.
它就呆在那儿，一件灰尘扑扑的纪念物，直到好几年后的一天下午，我的两个孩子偶然发现了它。司各特以为是个秘藏的珍宝，荷里以为里头住了个精灵。他俩都讲对了。
When I opened the case, they laughed and said, ”play it, play it.“ Reluctantly,I strapped on the accordion and played some simple songs. I was surprised! my skills hadn't rusted away. Soon the kids were dancing in circles and giggluig. Even my wife, Terri, was laughing and clapping to the beat. I wa samazed at their unbridled glee.
我一打开箱子，他们就笑了，说道：“拉拉，拉拉嘛。”我勉强套上琴的背带，拉了一些简单的歌曲。没想到我的琴法竟然没有荒疏。很。陕孩子们就转着圈子跳呀笑个不停。连我妻子特丽也乐呵呵地和着节奏拍起手来。他们那兴高采烈的痛快劲儿真让我吃惊。
My father's words came back to me: ”Someday you'll have the chance I never had. Then you'II understand.“I finally knew what it meant to work hard and sacrifice for others. Dad had been right all along: the most precious gift is to touch the hearts of those you love.
这时，父亲的话又回到我的脑海：“总有一天你会有我从来没有的机会。那时你就会明白的。” 我终于明白了为他人努力工作和做出牺牲的意义。爸爸始终是对的：打动你所爱的人的心才是最宝贵的礼物。
Later I phoned Dad to let him know that, at long last, I understood. Fumbling for the right words, I thanked him for the legacy it took almost 30 years to discover. ”You're welcome," he said, his voice choked with emotion.
事后我打电话给爸爸，告诉他我终于明白过来了。我拙嘴笨舌地不知说什么好，只说我花了差不多30年的工夫才发现了他留给我的这笔财富，为此我感谢他。“不客气。”他说，嗓音因激动而哽咽了。
Dad never learned to coax sweet sounds from his violin. Yet he was wrong to think he would never for his family. On that wonderful evening, as my wife and children laughed and danced, they heard my accordion. But it was my father's music.
爸爸从未学会从他那小提琴上拨出甜美的声音。但他以为他永远都不会为他的家人演奏乐曲，那是他错了。就在那个美妙的夜晚，我的妻儿又笑又跳，听着我拉手风琴。可那是我父亲的音乐。
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