Don't look at the big pipa and the transparent nails with five fingers. It is not easy to combine these two things to play beautiful music, and it takes a lot of effort. I remember the first time I learned pipa. One day when I came home, my mother asked me to take out my lute and said solemnly, "Come, I want to see what you have gained after learning to play the lute." So, I picked up the pipa and sat on the chair, crossing my legs to prevent it from slipping. I press the strings with my left hand and play them for my mother with my right hand. After a while, the right hand wrapped around the nail hurts, the sweat on the head flows downwards, and the back hurts a little, but the pop-up sound is still very uncoordinated and there is a harsh feeling. But I didn't lose heart. Keep playing. I also use my right hand to rotate with the fitness ball to make my right hand more flexible. Pick up the pipa and continue to play. In this way, I practiced for two hours, and my back ached. My mother comforted me and said; "Playing the pipa is the same as doing other things. The hardest part is actually in the beginning You must have perseverance and perseverance. " After listening to my mother's teaching, I made up my mind to practice the piano well. Then I picked up the pipa and continued to practice hard. After the teacher's careful guidance and my efforts, I finally learned to play some simple music after a few months! A year later, I also participated in the "China Star" art competition held nationwide and won the second prize.
Whenever I play the pipa, a bright avenue paved with notes will flash in my mind, which leads to a huge music hall. Accompanied by the long piano sound, I am flying like a happy bird in the blue sky of music.
I love my "little friend"-Pipa. May your piano accompany me forever and ever …