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