My first performance in front of an audience was coming up soon. I tried as hard as I could to remain
(保持) 1 , but I had an empty feeling in my stomach. I stared down at my sweat covered, 2 hands. I
looked up again at the audience, realizing that these were 3 people. They were not just my mum and dad,
who 4 say, "Good job!" even if I messed up the entire piece. What if I had the wrong music? What if I
played the wrong notes? As it 5 , I was never able to answer these questions because the spotlight was
6 for me. I grasped my hands tightly together, drying off the sweat. Slowly I walked to the mulberry
piano in the 7 of the room. It contained 88 demanding keys, which were waiting impatiently to be played.
I swallowed the golf ball-sized lump (隆起的) in my throat and sat down. 8 , I opened the music. Next,
I rested my still shaking hands on the ivory keys. As my fingers played across the keys, I was becoming
more 9 of my preparation for this moment. But the memory of my year of training came flooding back.
I knew that I had practiced this piece 10 that I could play it backwards if 11 . Although at one point I
accidentally played two keys 12 the intended (预先, 打算的) ones, I continued to move my fingers
automatically (自动的). My eyes burned holes into the page in front of me. There was no 13 that I was
going to lose my concentration. To keep this promise to myself, I leaned (倾斜) 14 and focused carefully
on the music. 15 I came to the end of the page, a warning 16 inside my head: DON'T MAKE A
MISTAKE WHEN YOU TURN THE PAGE! Needless to say, I 17 myself with all my heart and mind. And,
proud of my "page- turning" feat (技艺) I finished the 18 of the piece without making a single mistake. After
the final note died away, a celebration went into action 19 my head.I had finished. I had mastered (征服)
the 20 . |