As we grow older, we accumulate more and more memories—beautiful ones, less remarkable ones, and some that gradually fade as time passes.
Perhaps that is one reason I treasure our little group of friends so much. Back in 2018, we started learning to play string instruments together, taking up a “new trick”—or perhaps a new skill—even in our later years. Our group has a beautiful, cheerful, and meaningful name: 快樂提琴手 (The Happy Strings).
Over the past year, however, we had to put our group practice on hold for various reasons. My wife and I spent almost a whole year in Hualien, until July 2026. Our teacher, who is also a former classmate and one of my best friends, was experiencing some physical difficulties and needed to take a break from teaching us in person for a while.
Fortunately, we now have hope for a fresh start. Look! Most of the group members have gathered for a happy, leisurely walk along the mountainside at Hou Shan Park (後山公園), followed by lunch together at Yilu (議蘆). It was wonderful to see everyone together again. We are all looking forward to resuming our regular practice sessions this November.
As for the English name of 快樂提琴手, I think “Fiddle & Friends: The Happy Strings” might be the best choice. Perhaps Fiddle & Friends tells people a little more clearly who we are: friends who have enjoyed learning and making music together for many years.
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相關文章 (See also):
1) 《學琴首日》 (2018)
2) My First Time Playing . . . in Public (2020)
4) 樂琴手~月亮代表我的心 (2025)


































