那是一个奇特的乐器:五个形态各异的鼓筒陈列在面前,漆黑的鼓身反射着午后的阳光,微微散出些淡淡的光芒。这,就是我的快乐之源。五岁那年,母亲带我来到一家琴行,准备给我买一种乐器。一进门,我的目光就被一个大家伙给紧紧地抓住了。走过优雅的乐器女皇小提琴,避开笨重的金色巨人抱号,绕过尊贵的乐器之王钢琴, It was a peculiar instrument: five different shapes of drums were displayed in front of them. The dark drum body reflected the afternoon sunshine, and some slight light was scattered. This is my source of happiness. At the age of five, my mother took me to a piano and prepared to buy me a musical instrument. As soon as I entered the door, my eyes were firmly gripped by a big guy. Walked through the elegant violin violin instrument to avoid bulky gold giants, bypassing the piano king of noble instruments,