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8岁时,妈妈希望我学一门乐器,我看着哥哥房间里的吉他,便敲定了主意。妈妈带我到了琴行,墙上挂着各种吉他:绚丽的电吉他,朴素的古典吉他,以及外貌并不出众的民谣吉他。我相中了一把雅致的黑色民谣吉他,那天晚上,我抱着吉他,久久摩挲着,爱不释手。刚学第一天,我兴致勃勃地练习着,似乎不知疲惫。可当学到弹奏音阶时,我就有点泄了气,一遍
At age 8, my mom wanted me to learn a musical instrument. I looked at the guitar in my brother’s room and finalized my idea. Mom took me to the piano, the wall hung a variety of guitars: brilliant electric guitar, simple classical guitar, and the appearance is not outstanding folk guitar. I phase in a elegant black acoustic guitar, that night, I hold a guitar, a long time Mozhe, put it down. Just learning the first day, I am excited to practice, it seems that I do not know exhausted. When I learned how to play the scale, I was a little relieved