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The days of walking with the composition of guitar primary school

No matter in school or in society, many people have had the experience of writing and are familiar with it. Writing is a narrative way in which people express the relevant knowledge, experience and thoughts stored in memory in written form. Do you know how to write a good composition? The following is my collection of primary school compositions (generally 4) about the days when I walked with the guitar, for reference only. Let's have a look.

Guitar is my favorite musical instrument. I have always admired the guitarist who plays guitar and sings loudly on TV, so my mother found me a guitar teacher to teach me how to play guitar during the holiday.

difficult

Playing guitar is very hard, especially when playing chords. The index finger, middle finger, ring finger and little finger all have thick cocoons. I remember this year's holiday, I continued to learn guitar from my teacher. Because I didn't play for a semester, the cocoons on my fingers were gone. I suffered a lot in the first three days, because playing the guitar has to slide and hook the strings, and three fingers are bleeding. Bleeding is still a trivial matter for me, especially when I sleep every night, my hand hurts badly. However, in order not to waste time with the teacher, I have to bite the bullet and stick to it, because every minute I waste, I won't see the tuition fee of fifty cents.

happy

Although learning guitar hurts your fingers, it is still beautiful to use. Let's say last year, it was my good friend's birthday, and I played a song for him with my guitar. On his birthday, I played "Auld Lang Syne". The atmosphere was very strong and everyone was very happy. I play guitar at home on weekdays and play in my spare time. It is a good thing to exercise your sense of music and enhance your love for music.

Playing guitar has brought me a little pain, but it has brought me more happiness!

A few days ago, my mother signed me up for a guitar class, in order to let me relax when I am nervous.

It's finally time to learn guitar. I was sweating all the way back to my guitar. As soon as I entered the door, I seemed to jump from the Sahara desert into the Arctic Ocean. But before I entered the door for half a minute, the teacher asked me to go to the first preparatory class. I was frightened to disgrace and hurriedly raised my guitar. Walk to the classroom.

When I entered the classroom, the teacher smiled and asked me to sit down. The tension in my heart immediately disappeared. The teacher played several guitar songs with different styles for me first. I'm fascinated. Then, the teacher taught me the skills and essentials, and I mastered them immediately. Next, I want to do an exercise. I've been staring at my hand and music, trying to pop it out perfectly. But God always seems to play tricks on people. "Oh, I touched the string next to it." "Oh,no." In short, I seem to be stupid, but fortunately there is no one else around. otherwise ...

Finally, I played this exercise completely. How time flies! The class will be over soon. Mom leaned in at once. "How hard is it?" "It's not difficult!" "Why don't you go home and teach me?" "There is a charge!" "No problem!"

When I get home, I will show it to my mother at once. Then, start practicing the next one. Hands should hold down the strings in turn, and as a result, they made a terrible sound because they didn't hold down. I practiced hard for an hour, and my waist was sore and soft. It's too difficult. I was about to back down when my mother came over and said, "Without persistence, nothing can be done well." I nodded. Keep practicing ...

I learned to play the guitar, and playing the guitar is not too difficult. I remember playing with my guitar every day when I just bought it. I don't know anything, except that the guitar has six chords, and each chord sounds different. I don't know the rest.

At that time, my mother asked me, since you like guitar, you should learn it! I said mom, I don't have time! Mom said that children's time is squeezed out. Only by arranging time reasonably can we not lack time. I suddenly realized, mom, I get it. I'm going to learn guitar this week.

That afternoon, the guitar teacher was gentle and kind, and I learned quickly. I have played the guitar every morning since I learned it. I want to be a guitarist in D.C.W when I grow up. I admire Shumetheny. Remember what Hugh said? We only talk about piano in D.C.W, not love.

I have loved the guitar since then.

During the summer vacation, my mother signed me up for a guitar class, and it happened that my brother was teaching guitar there, so I could "get the moon first by the advantage"!

When I arrived at my brother, I looked around in surprise. Oh, my God! A room full of guitars dazzled me. I can't wait to choose one. The background of this guitar is purple, with two butterflies playing among the flowers and a white border around it. The more you look, the better you look. This is, my brother said, "Sister Xiao Wei, it's easier to see flowers than to embroider"! You must bravely challenge! "I nodded hard.

First of all, my brother told me some knowledge and classification of guitar, from which I learned that the guitar in my hand is called "folk guitar" After getting started, I will learn the basic skills of guitar. The first basic skill I learned was called "climbing the grid" exercise. As the name implies, it is a piece of play, which looks like climbing a grid. Easier said than done! Hold the string with your fingers for three minutes, don't mention how difficult it is! Let's not talk about finger pain. As long as you relax a little, the string held by your hand will not ring. So be single-minded and concentrate.

"Oh, don't practice, so tired! My hands are numb. " I pouted and said angrily.

"Ah, this can't do, don't you see those persistent athletes? If they are injured, they are still holding on! As the saying goes:' Everything is difficult at the beginning', daughter, persistence is victory! You can't give up! " My mother taught me earnestly, and my brother nodded at me with a smile, which means I can believe it.

Thinking of my mother's encouraging words and looking at my brother's trusting eyes, I can see the images of athletes' unremitting struggle on the field, which infect and inspire me.

"Well, I have to beat this roadblock." I said firmly.

"Dangdang Dangdang ..." I jumped! I finally defeated the "roadblock"!

Yes, persistence is the truth of victory. Many people understand it, but few people really do it. Sometimes, success and failure are only one step away. Why do some people succeed and some people fail? Once a day, how did this happen? It's laziness at work! A truly successful person overcomes his laziness and becomes a truly successful person, while a loser does not lack that ability, but fails to overcome his lazy heart. I think: many things are proved by actions, as the saying goes, "all talk and no practice".