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我缓缓地踏上舞台,对着寂静的人群深深鞠躬,心里已是一片宁静。①而十几天前的我却并非如此。那时,刚听到要参加演出的消息的我被紧张和恐惧轮流折磨,夜夜不眠。让我不眠的,除了对人群的恐惧外,还有各种失误的可能性在我脑海里反复播放:也许我会看错乐谱,也许我会抓不住和弦,也许我会在上台时摔倒……种种想象滚动式播出,让我感觉演出成功的几率越来越小。②
I slowly stepped onto the stage, bowing deep in front of the still people, my heart is a quiet. ① And I was not ten days ago. At that time, I just heard the news of the show, I was tormented by tensions and fears, sleepless nights. Let me not sleep, in addition to the fear of the crowd, there are all kinds of mistakes in the possibility of repeated play in my mind: Maybe I will miss the score, maybe I will not grasp the chords, maybe I will fall on stage ... ... all kinds of imagination rolling broadcast, let me feel the chances of success smaller and smaller. ②