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我慢慢地走在小区花园的小路上,心里却像被乌云遮住的零碎的星星,久久不见一点光亮。“既然选择了长笛,就得好好练习。”妈妈对我说。我点点头,拿起心爱的长笛,满怀期待和热情跟着老师学习,可我并没有听到想象中的美妙音乐,从笛孔传出来的只有刺耳且无规律的声音。训练了一段时间,老师说:“你吹的节奏总是不够准。”每天练习,我都对着节拍器努力控制自己的节奏,却没什么效果。妈妈不太懂音乐,
I slowly walk in the small garden path, but my heart was like a piece of broken stars covered in dark clouds, long time no see a little light. “Since you have chosen a flute, you have to practice well.” “Mom told me. I nodded, picked up my beloved flute, looked forward to enthusiasm and followed the teacher, but I did not hear the wonderful music of my imagination. There was only a jarring and erratic sound from the flute hole. After training for some time, the teacher said: ”The pace of your blowing is always not good enough.“ ”Practicing every day, I tried hard to control my tempo at the metronome, but it did not work. Mom does not understand music