As a child, I started learning to play the piano, my favourite musical 1, but I was forced to 2 when I started my middle school so that I could focus more on my studies.
It's one of my biggest 3 to stop practising the piano when I recall sadly today. During the following years, I kept telling my piano teacher that I would 4. However, I didn't keep my promise because was 5 with my study. Gradually I lost touch with her. Some years later, my teacher died. I was very sad because I lost such a good teacher. She was a warm and gentle woman. It hurts me to think she may have been disappointed that I 6 returned. I haven't taken lessons since then. To be honest, I wanted to. Sitting at the piano, I couldn't help recalling many 7 — times of my practising at home and playing before my teacher. These memories, however, good or bad, never caused my 8 for playing the piano again.
This thought then led me to think that 9 is like music, and that we all try to play different roles in the instrument of our life. Sometimes the pitch（音高）is 10 when we play it well, but sometimes we are out of tone. No matter what style our music is, it is important that we still love it in heart.
Though I may never make it back to piano lessons, it doesn't mean that I've stopped making music.
