Mom saw that I was so interested, so she bought me a piano. So according to what my enlightened teacher said, I practiced single-tone support as soon as I got home, and although I couldn't support myself for too long, I gritted my teeth and played through the first piece. But as I played, I encountered a new problem: I couldn't support my five fingers! So I went to ask my mom for help, and she told me to hold on while she helped me hold my five fingers in place, and it worked. I held on to the notes one by one, and finally cooked my five fingers as well. I got happier and happier and sped up and played all five fingers, and I didn't get a single note wrong. I followed the notes and symbols in the book and played all the assigned pieces carefully, and as a result, I was praised by the teacher during the lesson. My first piano lesson was a great success, and after that, my teacher gave me a lot of difficult pieces to practice to build a foundation, and I played them all. Once the foundation was laid, the pieces were easy to play. The first time my teacher assigned me a piece, I concentrated on practicing it, and although there were a lot of difficult points, I stretched the flexibility of my hands, and I was able to reach to play five notes. I used a lot of force to play the five-note area, and it hurt a little bit, but I looked it up on the Internet, and all I had to do was relax and stretch the ligaments. So I did what the internet said and it worked. I also looked up the tutorial for the piece and followed what the video said, and I slowly got better at playing the piece.
This attitude paid off. When my teachers assigned me tunes, they would always preview some of the difficult ones backwards, but I overcame them all, and every time, I would look at the sheet music carefully and play a note right away without thinking, and if I was wrong I would correct it carefully. My mom sat next to me a lot of the time, and when I got to the hardest straddle sixth, she gently pulled my hand away, and I succeeded. In the future, every time I practiced, I would earnestly ponder over every note, feeling that success was already close to me, but I would consolidate it once. In class, as always, I was as relaxed as if I were playing at home, and when my teacher praised me, I was ecstatic. I overcame many difficulties and managed to pass the second level. Now, two years later, I'm at level four.
Every Saturday afternoon was the time I had the most fun. I would practice the piano for an hour before class to familiarize myself with what I had to learn. The flowing notes, the wonderful tunes, removed all my worries. Now, I have started to play "Little Bamboo Row" and other famous Chinese songs, and every time I play successfully, I will ask my mom and dad to come and listen to it to consolidate it.
I like playing the piano more and more, and when I learn to play the piano, I have a talent, which is very rewarding!