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My heart also floated away to the distance, drifting toward the vast and boundless sky. I fell deeply in love with this piece of music, and I always played it in front of my father, showcasing my practice results to him.
“Dad, how do you think I played?” I asked my father with great anticipation. He always listened to my performance with a smile, his gaze focused on me, filled with admiration.
“Very well, my child,” he said. “You have mastered the technique of this piece, but you need to continue practicing to make it even more perfect.”
I remembered my father's words and worked hard every day to practice this piece. I was dedicated, striving to play each note according to his guidance. Gradually, I felt that I could express the essence of this piece through my playing. My music became more beautiful and emotionally rich. I knew that I had successfully mastered this ancient melody.
The people in the small town loved music; every year they held a concert so that everyone could enjoy wonderful melodies. This year, the concert took place as scheduled, and I took my instrument onto the stage.
“Today, I will play a piece,” I said excitedly. “This is an ancient melody that I just learned, called 'Listening to the Guqin.'”
I sat down and began to play the piece. I poured all my emotions into it, playing with my heart. My music flowed like a gentle breeze caressing the strings, like fine rain softly tapping against the window sill.
I felt the emotions within the music; I could visualize scenes through my playing. The audience below listened quietly to my performance, captivated by my sound. They were immersed in my music, feeling the beauty of this piece.
When I played the final note, warm applause erupted from the audience.
I know I have succeeded.
My father watched me perform brilliantly on stage, his eyes filled with pride and joy.
He knew I had grown up; I had become a true musician.
My performance became the highlight of the concert, and everyone was captivated by my talent.
I knew that all of this was due to my love for music, and my obsession with this piece.
After the concert, my father found me.
His eyes were filled with joy and pride as he said to me, "Child, do you know? Your performance was truly outstanding. This concert was a great success."
Hearing this made me very happy, and I asked my father, "Really? Did I play that well?"
He nodded and told me, "Child, many people no longer play these ancient tunes, but your performance today has allowed everyone to rediscover the charm of the guqin."
His voice was filled with excitement and emotion.
He continued, "Child, I want to tell you that this music is our nation's cultural heritage accumulated over thousands of years; it is very precious. I hope you can continue to inherit and promote this beautiful music just like I have."
After hearing my father's words, I felt a deep sense of responsibility.
I said to him, "Dad, I will work hard. I will strive to help more people understand and appreciate these ancient pieces."
My father's eyes were filled with comfort and hope upon hearing my words.
I knew there was still much for me to learn and comprehend, but I believed that as long as I put my heart into it, I could help more people feel the charm of music.
From that day on, I focused even more on music and on playing this ancient piece.
I immersed myself in the world of music every day, feeling the emotions within the sound of the guqin.
Gradually, I found that my playing became more beautiful and more expressive.
I knew that I had truly mastered this ancient piece.
The people in the small town have all heard me play "Listening to the Piano," and they have deeply fallen in love with this piece. They often tell me, "Ling Che, your music is truly beautiful; it allows us to feel the charm of music." Hearing this makes me very happy, and I am determined to continue working hard to let more people understand and appreciate these ancient piano pieces. I want to help more people discover and enjoy these timeless melodies, making music an eternal memory for the world.
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