我想学吉他,我想像那些校园歌手一样,只是手指轻轻滑过琴弦,就可以弹奏出美好动人的旋律,感觉酷酷的。父母认为我坚持不了几天就会放弃,但我还是信誓旦旦地保证会好好学。几番央求下,初三毕业的那年暑假,爸爸终于答应给我买吉他。刚开始的那段时间,我会在阳光最刺眼的下午2:00背着吉他出门,穿过人来人往的大街小巷去上课。虽然天气炎热,但我总是兴致勃勃。我觉得自己背的不 I want to learn guitar. I imagine that like those school singers, just finger gently glide over the strings and you can play beautiful and moving melody. It feels cool. My parents thought that I would not give up until a few days later, but I promised to make sure that I would study hard. After several pleadings, on the summer of the third year of graduation, Dad finally agreed to buy me a guitar. At the beginning of the period, I would go out at the most dazzling sunshine in the afternoon at 2:00 with my guitar and go through the streets of people coming and going. Although the weather is hot, I am always interested. I don’t think I’m back