听妈妈说,在我很小的时候,每当我号啕大哭时,只要妈妈一放好听的音乐,我就会马上停止吵闹,安静下来;有时候听到喜欢的节奏,我还会跟着哼上几句呢!稍微懂事一点,我就从电视上欣赏我喜欢的音乐,看着那一位位著名的演奏家,手指仿佛像被施了魔咒一般,在黑白键上跳着优美的华尔兹,在琵琶、古筝、长笛上跳起欢快的踢踏舞……我的心就会变得欢快起来,思绪也随着悠扬的旋律飞到了九霄云外。于是,成为音乐家的梦想,就像一颗种子,深深扎在了我的心里,生根发芽。 Listen to my mother said that when I was young, whenever I cry, as long as my mother put a good listening music, I will immediately stop noisy, quiet down; sometimes hear the like rhythm, I will follow the hum a few A little sensible, I enjoy my favorite music on television, watching a famous performer, fingers seem to be charmed as usual, jumping on the black and white keys graceful waltz, at Pipa, guzheng, flutter on the joyous tap dance jump ... ... my heart will become cheerful, thoughts with the melodious melody flew to the clouds. So, to become a musician’s dream, like a seed, deeply tied in my heart, rooted.