My beloved piano has been with me for two or three years. It has a shiny black appearance, and my mother made a piano cover for it. There is a black metronome with a small top and a large bottom on the right side of the piano cover. It is like an exquisite little tower. There is a beautiful desk lamp in the middle of the piano cover. On bright days, it illuminates the piano score very clearly. Coupled with a black lacquered piano stool of suitable height, my small cabin turned into a musical kingdom. Whenever I sit on the piano bench and play the snow-white keys with both hands, the beautiful music seems to be having a cordial conversation with me.

But one time, I was halfway through practicing the piano and I didn’t want to practice anymore. My mother said something, and I was very angry, so I hit the keys hard, and the piano seemed angry (reprinted from China Education Digest) , please keep this mark.), making a series of high and hard sounds, as if asking me: "Why are you hitting me? Can you learn knowledge if you don't practice hard?" The sound of the piano shocked me, and I calmed down. That’s right, you’ll get a reward for your work, so why don’t you work hard? So I patiently practiced the melody and the rhythm until the beautiful melody flowed through my fingers again.

Playing the piano not only makes me forget my worries, but also enhances my friendship with my friends. Whenever my relatives celebrate their birthdays, I play cheerful birthday songs for them on the piano to express my best wishes to them.

I love playing the piano because it tempers my will! It also enriches my life and cultivates my sentiment. Playing the piano is truly the best way for me to express my feelings.