文档介绍:英语演讲比赛演讲稿
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英语演讲比赛演讲稿I grew up with all kinds of dreams. Today I want to share two of them. They both have to do with playing musical instruments.When I was four, Mom bought me an electric piano. The black instrument standing in the middle of the house scared me. Day after day, I had to practice with my piano teacher. I never liked her, and all I could remember about her was her impatient words, Wrong, Wrong and Wrong again. And Mom was always on her side, saying I was not smart enough or I did not practice hard enough.I did this for a year, but I never developed any interest. I practiced everyday simply because I had to. Many times in my dreams, I saw the long faces of Mom and the teacher and heard their stern words. Really, the dream should be more appropriately called a nightmare. Then one day, I saw Mom talk with the piano teacher softly, and afterwards, that teacher never showed up again, and the piano disappeared, too. Mom was unhappy, but I was glad because now I could watch cartoon shows on TV after dinner, never again any piano.In a few years time, the dream of another instrument started, and it started during an urheen or erhu concert given by a distinguished musician. The melodious tune carried me away, a
nd I felt I was lying on the grassland, indulging myself with mild sunshine and sweet flow