“5——3——”手指机械地拨动着琴弦,因多年不弹而蒙上厚厚一层灰的古筝发出涩涩的声响,似在向我抗议。忽又想起老师临走前那意味深长的一瞥:“这琴心不正,琴自然跟着错,要向着光明前进。”是的,我有一颗功利的心。“努力啊,这古筝练得好,中高考可以加分的啊。”这是妈妈经常对我说的话。那艘沙舶子冲开湖水疲惫的皱 “5--3 - ” The finger pounded the strings mechanically and the guzheng, which had been covered with a thick layer of ash for many years, made a bitter sound and seemed to protest to me. Suddenly remembered the teacher before the departure of the meaningful glance: “This piano is not correct, the piano follows the wrong nature, to move toward the light. ” Yes, I have a utilitarian heart. “Efforts ah, this guzheng practiced well, the college entrance examination can be extra points ah. ” This is what my mother often said to me. The sand boat washed away the tired lake wrinkles