I am a sound card reprinted

For a person with a sense of life, there must be me in his computer, although I am just an accessory: Sound Card. When people work, there are actually several ways to deal with computers: keyboards, monitors, me, printers, and so on. I always think that everyone's favorite thing is me. If you want to watch a silent movie, even if the picture is clear, it will make you depressed. For this, *** the music and movie versions are the most clear, but karaoke's K friends are deeply touched. I still remember one day, huangshf was so depressed that he told others that he could not record his sound card. I did not say anything, But I sighed: I am about to crash with the constant MP3 playing, recording, and debugging every day. You have to ask, will sound cards crash? Yes, my friend. Although I am not a flesh-and-blood person, it is also another form of life. This kind of life is completely different from that of a person. At a certain time, My capacitor, inductance, resistance, and integrated circuit will become aging, especially the capacitor and inductance. After the aging, it will make me completely invisible. I can't help but cry: When I get older, I must be pulled out, so don't let me look at it. I know the emotional changes of St hard drive. Because he was a boring guy and didn't say a word to me all day. However, this has changed since the arrival of an IBM laptop hard drive. On that day, he happily sang an old song: Clear my heart. Poor St, with his beloved person around, but it is so difficult to make a friendly kiss. I understand the difficulties of St, so I tried to unlock the whole body and played it in four channels. The difference between a four-way voice and a dual-channel is music, just like Yang chunbai and Xia LIBA. However, the expressions are different and the content that can be expressed is different. Since then, St has often made some songs for me to sing, such as "fog, rain, and wind" and "Love for you, one day, he would like to sing "it's too difficult to look back "! No way, I told him: "brother, as long as you can get rid of those screws, you can kiss her ". St is speechless. I think I want to stimulate him. A week has passed. I am very much looking forward to the arrival of this day, and I am afraid of the arrival of this day. Although IBM did not say it, she recently sent "kiss goodbye" to let me sing. Maybe this is also a hint, but st has never noticed it. Kissbye and kissbyebye, can you fulfill your wishes? I think so. That night, the whole machine was shut down. This is rare. In my memory, it is usually always on, that is, sleep for a few hours at most. After shutdown, we can neither move nor see or hear anything. In this case, the power is usually down, or the host wants to open the chassis to perform mechanical operations on our parts. However, it is good to sleep like this. Otherwise, if you are awake, you will feel the burning triggered by lightning when your body is stripped from the motherboard. This stimulation is often carried to the capacitance and resistance, and the body is constantly expanding. The result is a sudden burst. However, in this silence night, my ears were awake. The reason is simple. A microphone is still connected to me. I have a very good relationship with the microphone. She is a hard drive girl and lives next to me. From time to time, I will look out from three holes at the door and see what she is doing. She often knocked on my door and Said bluntly, "SB, I want to talk to the hard drive and give me a way out ". I turn on the switch, but the data is always subject to CPU review, and it is often cosmetic. I sometimes wonder if this guy is infringing the privacy of the microphone. To be honest, I really appreciate the girl like a microphone. When she is passionate, she can feel her pure heart. But every time I hear her call me Sb, I just want to vomit. "Please, my name is soundblaster and my full name is" yes, sb. SB. You slept well last night ." She is such a girl. I always feel strange when I don't go to bed all day and do not eat electricity. She told me, "Do you know what energy is? Yes, so is the sound! SB ..." She also said that every time a sound is sent to her, she will shake and generate electricity. Strange. However, what she gave me was this kind of current, and I got used to it after a long time. Although the current is always very weak, I have to work hard to identify it clearly. That night, I suddenly woke up in the current from the microphone. I don't know where the current comes from. I woke up in my sleep, and then I heard the sound of two collisions, and the two "squeaks ". Then everything goes quiet again. The next day, the microphone told me that last night was the sound of the hard disk, the kissbye sound of ST and IBM. I didn't speak, so I don't know why I was confused. The microphone also told me that the power cord and signal line helped them. They only started with the hard disk, and then the man did not pull it several times, which caused zero contact between ST and IBM. It's so happy, I think it's shameful to be alone. Even kissbye, after all they once had. Alas. Time passes quickly. Since the entire machine's work center moved to processing a pile of PDF files and writing an article, the microphone was left cold. I sometimes tease her: "Sister, I 've never been visiting your eldest brother for a long time. Do you want me to open a door for you ". At this time, the microphone always turned around and looked at me with a knife. "soundblaster, I don't want to call you Sb, okay. You see my face is dirty ". The microphone is a strong girl, and she won't cry. I only know from her very weak current her heart is depressed. Another day, I was very absent-minded. Suddenly st sent me a message, "Bro, I want to write" to Alice ". I couldn't keep my eyes open. When I opened two channels lazily, I made the decoder busy. "Hey, give four channels! You Sb God, And st will talk to me in this tone. "What's wrong with you, nervous! Let the guy listen to the four voices. Are there any mistakes "SB, you see, who is here ". Turning around, I saw IBM smile. The cheerful voice swept through my body, and all four gates opened to bring together their tears. After a piece is completed, everyone is meditating. The microphone suddenly knocked on my window, "You listen ." I couldn't help but smile. "Hi, st & IBM, let me hear you ." The microphone stood up straight, and as she twisted, a piece of blue ocean floated in. After the motherboard, memory, CPU reached the st, and then the CPU, memory, and motherboard, through my small window, I rushed out. "Welcome to karaoke ". Three girls smiled brightly outside.

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