I have a friend. She doesn't walk, talk orlaugh, but she is very kind and friendly to me.
When I feel tired, she can help me1. She makes me happy almost every day.You can't touch or see her, but she's2.Do you know who sheis? She is my best friend—music.
Music is my favorite type of art. When Iwas four years old, I began to listen to different kinds of music. The firsttime I saw a piano, a black-and-white musical instrument, I was attracted byit. At first, I was3 playing the piano. But as a four-year-oldgirl, classical(古典的) music is not very interesting to me. So I became impatientand didn't want to play the piano anymore.4, two months later, I changed my mind.
One day, I was listening to The NinthSymphony (《第九交响曲》)at home. The symphony sounded very beautiful. My mother told me that Beethovenwrote it after he was deaf. Beethoven was deaf, but he didn't give up thepiano. So I should5him. From then on, I began learning toplay the piano again and tried very hard to practice. I love playing the piano.When I feel happy, I will play a happy song to share6 with my parents; when I feel sad, I willchoose a sorrowful song to pour out my sadness. I will always remember my bestfriend, music.
