Purple Touch.

Music is an old friend for me.
A friend whom I can talk whatever to.
A friend who helps me heal the wounds.

I started playing piano when I was five.
Yes. I fell in love with it at the moment I met it.

And when I heard the voice for the first time, I felt that I would die for it.
I dreamed there would be one day,
one day that my fingers could dance with the  keys.

That was the purple touch.
I touched them with curiosity but also fear.
Then I began to know it.

Mainly played on the keyboard, piano has become one of the most popular instruments in the world. Widely used in classical and jazz music for solo performances, piano is also common for people’s own leisure. Although not portable and often expensive, the piano’s versatility and ubiquity have made it one of the world’s most familiar musical instruments.

I was also interested in how the piano works to make such beautiful sounds. Pressing a key on the piano’s keyboard causes a material-covered hammer to strike steel strings. The hammers rebound, allowing the strings to continue vibrating at their resonant frequency.

As for the name, the word piano is a shortened form of pianoforte, the Italian word for the instrument. The musical terms piano means “quiet”. The greater the velocity of a key press, the greater the force of the hammer hitting the string, and the louder the note produced.

To be honest, I did not believe that music could talk at first.
After I played piano, everything changed and my world was lightened by this black and white thing.

In the world of piano, there is no words or lyrics.
Everything is tranquil and soft, but touching as well.
I just enjoy the feeling of unreachable.
And only when I am with my piano, even for one moment, I can have a chance to escape from this noisy world, searching for another peace.
It carries out memories and brings in fanciful thoughts.

As time flows and passes by,
I have less and less time to spend with my friend.

But thank you for being my listener whenever I need you.
Thank you for understanding and encouraging me.
Therefore no doubts, you are important for my life.

I miss the days with you.
Hope everything is going well with you.
And I’ll see you soon.

For me, you are the purple touch.

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