“妈妈,我想学古筝!”初见那黄木雕花的修长琴身,是在夏天。女子娉婷地坐在筝前,行云流水地演奏。手指一弹一拨,一挑一抹,轻拢慢捻之间,婉转动人的一阕音乐便传了出来。明明是燥热的夏天,那音乐却如凉风般吹拂着我的心。“好啊,你可不许放弃。”妈妈答应得极爽快。良好的天资加上勤奋的练习让我很快在古筝上取得了不小的成就。三级、四级、五级、六级的证书纷至沓来,父母骄傲不已,就连向来严厉的老师也对我颇为满意。 “Mom, I want to learn guzheng! ” First saw the yellow carved slender body, is in the summer. Sitting in front of the girl Ting Ting, smooth play. Finger a bomb, a touch of a touch of light and slowly move between the twist, gently touching a 阕 music will be spread out. Obviously the hot summer, the music was blowing like a breeze in my heart. “Well, you can not give up. ” Mom promised extremely refreshing. Good talent combined with diligent practice let me quickly made no small achievement on the zither. Three, four, five, six certificates after another, parents endless pride, even the harsh teacher has also quite satisfied with me.