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7月13日的上午,我和妈妈顶着炎炎夏日,来到了嵩山饭店参加“河南省第四届”中州琴韵“古筝大赛”。比赛还没开始,门外已经挤满了参赛的选手和家长。我被挤在人群中间,心里怦怦直跳,就像十五只吊桶打水——七上八下的,担心自己到时能否弹好。直到我坐到预备上场的等候椅上时,心情才慢慢放松下来。轮到我上场了,我声音响亮地向评委们报了参赛曲目,大大方方地坐到椅子上,用心弹了起来。这时我也不太紧张了,因为我觉得平时认真练了,所以比赛就得心应手,一点都不可怕。果然,下场
On the morning of July 13, my mom and I took the hot summer day and came to the Songshan Hotel to participate in the “Henan Province 4th” Zhongzhou Qin Yun “Guzheng Contest”. The game has not started, the door has been packed with participating players and parents. I was crowded in the middle of the crowd, my heart pounding, like fifteen buckets of water - seven or eight, worried about their time can play good. Until I sat ready to play on the waiting chair, the mood began to relax. It was my turn to play, and I made a loud announcement to the judges on the track, so much so that I could sit in my chair and bounce my heart. At this moment, I am not too nervous, because I feel that I usually practice it very well, so the game is handy, not awesome at all. Sure enough, end