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不论是清晨,还是夜晚,每当我走到爷爷家的窗前,总会听到一阵生疏的二胡声,“吱呀——”“吱呀——”“吱吱呀呀——”拉二胡的人正是我的爷爷,他是我最崇拜的人。爷爷今年70多岁了,又高又瘦的个子像电线杆一样笔直,衣服穿得一丝不苟,每一颗扣子都扣得整整齐齐。爷爷有一头灰白的头发,饱经沧桑的脸上虽布满了皱纹,却总是洋溢着幸福的笑容。我崇拜爷爷挑战自我的勇气。最近两年,爷爷在家闲着没事,便学起了二胡。记得当我看到爷爷兴致勃勃地买来一把崭新的二胡时,简直不敢相信自己的眼睛!据我所知,爷爷对音乐一窍不通,不识谱,不懂乐理知识,对二胡没有一丝一毫的研究,更没有老师指导。爷爷想
Whether it’s early morning or late night, whenever I go to the window of my grandfather’s house, I hear a rustle of erhu, “Squeak-” “Squeak-” “Squeaky - ”The people who pull erhu are my grandpa, he is my most admired person. Grandpa more than 70 years old this year, tall and skinny as tall as the poles, dressed in meticulous clothes, each button buckle neatly. Grandpa has a gray hair, although the face of the vicissitudes of life covered with wrinkles, but always filled with a happy smile. I admire my grandfather’s courage to challenge himself. In the past two years, my grandfather was at home idle, he learned the erhu. I remember when I saw Grandpa happily bought a brand new erhu, could not believe my eyes! As far as I know, my grandfather know nothing about the music, do not know the spectrum, do not know the theory of music, the erhu no slightest Research, but no teacher guidance. Grandpa thought