When I was in first grade, I admired those singers and wanted to be a singer when I grew up. So, I begged my father to sign up for vocal classes.

One bright spring afternoon, I came to the music classroom and saw a fat teacher wearing glasses. He asked me to sit on the piano chair with him and asked me kindly: "You Do you really want to be a singer?" I nodded vigorously. The teacher added: "If you want to learn to sing, you must first learn to raise your voice. Teacher Jia played the piano "123454321" gently, and a string of notes jumped out of Teacher Jia's mouth. I looked at Teacher Jia in surprise, because those notes It immediately became loud and sweet in Teacher Jia's mouth, and I was so envious. I couldn't help but start singing: "123454321", wasn't it? My singing was so bad that the tune went to the Himalayas. The mountain was gone, and several mischievous children leaned on the window sill to watch. My newly enthusiastic mood was immediately extinguished, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on it. Teacher Jia said to me: "It doesn't matter, take your time." "I took a deep breath through my nose and sang out again: "123454321". This time I sang fluently and beautifully. Later, my voice of "Ahhhhhhhhhhh" was often heard in the music classroom, and my hard work paid off. With determination, I can sing a complete song easily. I practice relentlessly and can sing more beautiful and difficult songs. Those children no longer dare to laugh at me, Teacher Jia. He also admired me very much.

"Walking on the country road..." Beautiful singing came from the classroom where I was taking the exam. I passed the fifth grade and I succeeded!