Composition about learning piano: the road to learning the piano

On the TV, you can often see some pianists, wearing gorgeous evening dresses, playing piano music under the eyes of everyone. The Lingquan-like sounds flowed out of the pianist's dexterous fingers and flowed into the hearts of the audience. At this time, there are always people who are very envious of the pianist on the stage - if I can play such a beautiful piano sound, how wonderful! However, if you want to play such a beautiful piano sound, you have to make a lot of effort.

The piano is so elegant in my opinion. Piano, what a noble profession. However, being a pianist is so easy? the answer is negative.

When I was three years old, my mother took me to a music house in order to cultivate my sentiment. I crouched on the glass door and watched the big brother and sister playing the song in the door. When I saw the piano, my eyes suddenly brightened, how beautiful this behemoth is! Back home, I moved to a small stool, sat in front of a soft sofa, put a book as a piano score, and began to "play" indiscriminately. In fact, I just watched a comic strip on the sofa. My mother saw that I loved the piano so much, I was overjoyed and immediately bought me a black piano for me.

I bought a piano and I am happy. When I came back from the kindergarten, I spent a lot of time on the bench and unveiled the piano. I found that there was no piano under the piano. My hands are just black, but I naively think that as long as I play more, the keys will naturally appear. So I played for a long time, my fingers were sore, and finally I found out that I was playing the piano cover when my mother came over. After the piano cover was opened, it was the black and white key, and I was dumbfounded.

Later, my mother asked the teacher to teach me the piano. The teacher said that I have a good talent, so when I first started studying, I practiced piano at home and worked hard. Gradually, the more I play, the better, I already know how to play the music. However, as time went by, I became more and more boring. If I repeatedly played a piece of music, I would feel very impatient. So, my progress in learning the piano slowed down.

After finishing the fifth grade, the teacher did not teach me the six-level song, but always let me practice fingering, no progress. Mom was impatient, and changed me to a teacher. At the new teacher, I started to learn the six-level music. It’s strange to say that I always hold my feet before the exam, but I’ve successfully passed the exam every time. I remember once, there were still two weeks in the exam, but I still had a song that I didn't practice, let alone back. My mother broke my computer with a sigh of relief. I immediately hurryed and practiced hard. Finally, I had a miraculous test.

Speaking of it, I am also amazed at practicing the piano. At the sixth level, I have passed the seventh level. After the exam, I still can't play a song. I just thought: Instead of wasting time practicing this thing, it is better to put the heart machine directly into the eighth grade! So, I did not take the test of seven, but instead learned the eight directly, and finally actually passed! The same is true for the 9th level. If a sonata can't be played, it will play 10 levels directly, and finally it will pass, but it is barely passing. Mom didn't laugh at me for this.

Speaking of the days of the tenth grade, it is really painful to live! That is just a summer vacation. Don’t want to sleep after five or six hours of practice every day! I play the same three songs, scales day after day... The pain can't be described in words! At least for me!

The greater the pay, the greater the return! I have worked so hard for so many days and finally I am happy! I have passed the 10th level! I finally got the source of my motivation - my father promised me, gave me a laptop when I passed the tenth level! Unfortunately, that computer has not been able to reach me in the present. Adults' words are not credible!

Those who have never studied piano can never imagine the hard work of practicing the piano. Therefore, every time I saw the pianist on the TV popping up such a beautiful piece of music, there was no envy in my heart, and there was no trace of embarrassment. Because I know that their achievements today are made through their own efforts. I have not paid more than their efforts. It is natural that there are no pianists. I haven't finished the road to learn the piano. Although the road ahead is even harder, I still have to move toward a higher goal!

Sixth grade: Yu Yu