Metronome sound

"Pah, pah, pah", the metronome sounded softly on the piano.

That was a dream I had a long time ago, but it has not been realized yet, but I am still working hard for it.

I am playing a piece of music that is very nice to listen to. But it was played very monotonously by me, and it always felt like it was fragmented. How I want to play better, better. Every time at this time, I think of the me when I was a child, the childlike me, the me at dusk.

That me is also playing a beautiful piece of music. Even though it is much simpler than the current one, I still had a hard time playing it. Watching the pianists on TV, each person’s hands are like a dancing girl, jumping, spinning, and assuming various wonderful postures on the black and white keys. It is pleasing to the eye, effortless, and the music is still humming. The gurgling flow. My hands are like a child that has not yet grown its legs. I will fall down after taking a few steps. I am cautious, but the piano often gives me unpleasant sounds, which are intermittent, and I move to the wrong position from time to time.

"Come on, come here!" Outside the window, several children of the same age as me were playing happily. I looked at the running partners outside, and suddenly thousands of thoughts flooded my mind. Continuously, rationally and chaotically.

"Pah, pah, pah", the monotonous sound of the metronome kept ringing around me, and my mind could no longer be immersed in me as a child. I have to hurry.

I raised my hand again and struck the black and white key. The beginning was still quite smooth, but then came the headache-inducing span again. I don’t know whether it was because the span of my hands was too short or my technique was poor, but I couldn’t keep up, half a beat too slow, and not smooth.

Fortunately, there is no one else at home. I always think like this: Otherwise, I would be driven crazy by the sound of my piano. I just can’t fix the same mistakes I’ve made over and over again. I asked myself: Can that dream I had as a child still come true?

I really don’t know, I hesitate, but I still keep working hard without stopping. For that piano dream that seems not very realistic.

"Pah, pah, pah", the metronome still sounds tirelessly.

Why can’t the piano melody always catch up with you? I looked at the metronome. "Pah, pah, pah", there was no answer, it just sounded like that. Listening to it, I felt that it was not laughing at me.

After a week, I finally succeeded in playing that piece of music. I could master that difficult span, but I knew how many such songs I needed to master before I could play it. One step closer to your dream!

"Pah, pah, pah", the metronome is clapping, waiting and testing. I am still persisting in my efforts for this piano dream. It is also because of having this dream that I know how to be firm when I am confused and have sufficient reasons to work hard. I believe that I will face the difficulties head-on. , to realize my dream. I looked out the window, looking into the distance, into pitch black. It was completely dark, and there was a cup of sweet tea on the coffee table next to me.