I am deeply fascinated by the music, but there is no friend around me who can share it, no friend at school, and still no friend at home. I only have to look at the music score, play it intermittently, and think about why it is such a note. It feels like I am talking to the music alone. Perhaps because I was too fascinated, I gradually mixed myself with Debussy, felt the same feelings about everything he had experienced, and gradually thought that I was Debussy who had passed away for many years, and felt that I was reincarnated