一脚踏床,一脚抓地,身子挺得倍儿直,眼神冰如霜利如剑——妈妈正高高在上地盯着我弹奏练习曲。“妈妈,左手弹这么重好没好啊?”我已经弹得头昏脑涨了。“最好的办法就是——拿手机把你弹的录下来,再自己听听好没好。”妈妈把手机丢给我,自顾自地走到了电视机前的跳舞毯上。我按下录音键,深吸一口气,开始弹奏动感十足的练习曲。缓缓地按下最后一个音, A pedal bed, grabbed the ground, the body quite doubled straight, ice cream like a sword, such as the sword - my mother was staring at me playing the Etude. “Mom, the left hand is so good?” “I’ve been dizzy. ”The best way is to - take your cell phone to record your bombs, and then listen to yourself good.“ ”My mother threw the phone to me and walked onto the dance mat in front of the television. I pressed the recording button, took a deep breath, and began to play a moving Etude. Slowly press the last tone,