晚上，我一跨进家门，就听见书房里传出了音乐声。原来是爸爸在听歌。

　　曲子才刚刚开始。开头是一阵笛声，淡淡的，悠悠的，舒缓的慢慢流泻出来。不知怎么的，我的脑海浮现出衣服一副画面：在一树纷飞的梨花下，一位长发少女正在吹笛子，长发随风飘起。笛子吹出的调子，有一股难以拂去的忧伤。

　　笛声慢慢弱了下去。突然，一声阵雷般的鼓声，打断了我。鼓声充满了激昂，几声鼓声紧跟其后同样的激奋，我的脑子中又出现另一副画面：在鼓声中，无数少年在一招一式的做着武功。

　　“咚咚、咚—”一个听起来朝气蓬勃的声音唱着豪气冲天的歌，间隙中夹杂着振奋人心的笛声，鼓声。

　　就当我摇头晃脑跟着哼得兴高采烈时，一声比先前更有力更起劲的鼓声响了起来，把我吓了一跳。然后，开头的笛声又缓缓“流”了出来，只是不在那么忧伤，有了欢快豪放。

　　曲子完毕后，那令人振奋的声音依然在我耳边回响。

　　Night, I entered the house, I heard the music came out of the study. The original is the father in the song.

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　　The song has just begun. At the beginning is a burst of flute, faint, long, soothing slowly out of tears. I do not know how, my mind emerge out of a picture of clothes: in a tree swifering pear, a long hair girl is blowing flute, long hair floating in the wind. Flute blown out of the tone, there is a difficult to brush off the sadness.

　　The flute was slowly weaker. Suddenly, a thunderous drums, interrupted me. Drums filled with passion, a few times the drums followed by the same excitement, my mind appeared in another picture: in the drums, countless young people in a move to do the martial arts.

　　"Pound, boom -" a sound of vibrant voice singing heroic song, the gap is filled with exciting flute, drums.

　　When I was shaking his head and kissed with a loud, when the sound more powerful than the previous drums rang, I was shocked. Then, the beginning of the flute and slowly "flow" out, but not so sad, with cheerful bold.

　　After the song is finished, the exciting voice is still echoing in my ear.