First touch

It was in 2006 that I, for the first time, took up a guitar. Right after the heart-breaking broke up with my first formal girl friend, when I felt so empty, I found a little shop that offered guitar course near my home hiding in a line of varouis shops selling clothes, food, cigarettes etc. It was so small that I had never noticed it every time I passed by. 'Why not learn how to play guitar, I have nothing to do when I go back home after all.' I talked to myself and stepped into the door and got to the 2nd floor and met my very first and maybe the last guitar tutor, a young male but older than me, looks poor, whose face I have already forget totally. The only two things that I remembered were: I paid 650 yuan RMB for a blue folk guitar with steel strings and the tutor taught me 4 chords Apreggio, C, Am, Dm, G7, which took me 2 courses and 200 yuan RMB. After those I never went to the shop again. Maybe it was because I had some guitar beginner's problem and felt like to give it up or maybe I was ocupied by other stuff, I played little. I admit that the guitar thing was just an impulse happened in my struggling of getting out the darkness, sadness and loneliness. Anyway I just put it away and kept neglecting the guitar and just don't know when the little shop dispears. I have kept my first guitar since then though.

To be continued...