My OperaFarewell, G.
Friday, March 2, 2007 5:38:56 AM
Although we live in the same place and have cooperated in a yearbook's work last term, we have only known a little bit about each other recently. I was really taken by how well you played the piano and how amazing your experience in the orchestra is. I do thank you for the afternoon-evening, the beautiful music, and the sheets that you kindly gave me on your last day at the school. Farewell, and wish you the best in the future.
Again, somebody is leaving. And 99.99999% I won't see him again in the rest of my life. One day when I have progressed a lot in piano, maybe I'll sit alone in the music room in the chilly weather like this, gazing at the darkness outside, and think about you and the day when I listen to you playing in UWCCR's music room, telling me your memories about each piece. And you too, perhaps one day in the future you'll hear the Fantaisie Impromptu, and remember once there was a student who liked to do a lot of graphic designing and played the Fantaisie Impromptu so badly.
Time goes by, people come and go. Every time, I can't help thinking about what I told Yuki-chan : our lives are lines graph by functions, there is no going backward, and we meet other people in cross sections, just to be parted, and may or (in most of the case) may never cross again. No other time do I feel it as strongly as a time like this.
And never before have I felt this enthusiasm for piano. This afternoon I and Hugo (and the noisy percussion group) practiced in the music room. Hugo didn't know that you just left, and like me before, he didn't know how beautifully you play either.
I did a recording for him so he could listen to himself. I have a copy for my own too ... he played it very well.
The piece is, if my memories serve me right, valse of amelia. Performed by Hugo.
The recording quality is not that good, but that's all the Audacity program in my laptop can do.
Again, somebody is leaving. And 99.99999% I won't see him again in the rest of my life. One day when I have progressed a lot in piano, maybe I'll sit alone in the music room in the chilly weather like this, gazing at the darkness outside, and think about you and the day when I listen to you playing in UWCCR's music room, telling me your memories about each piece. And you too, perhaps one day in the future you'll hear the Fantaisie Impromptu, and remember once there was a student who liked to do a lot of graphic designing and played the Fantaisie Impromptu so badly.
Time goes by, people come and go. Every time, I can't help thinking about what I told Yuki-chan : our lives are lines graph by functions, there is no going backward, and we meet other people in cross sections, just to be parted, and may or (in most of the case) may never cross again. No other time do I feel it as strongly as a time like this.
And never before have I felt this enthusiasm for piano. This afternoon I and Hugo (and the noisy percussion group) practiced in the music room. Hugo didn't know that you just left, and like me before, he didn't know how beautifully you play either.
I did a recording for him so he could listen to himself. I have a copy for my own too ... he played it very well.
The piece is, if my memories serve me right, valse of amelia. Performed by Hugo.
The recording quality is not that good, but that's all the Audacity program in my laptop can do.
