In the sun, the green bamboo was swaying in the wind, and the certificate of honor beside it shed a layer of golden light. I gazed at those vibrant green and passionate red, a little sweet in my heart.
I clearly remember the pitiful appearance of those pots of bamboo that I just picked up. Its short branches only have a few scattered leaves. They are also tottering under the gentle spring wind. I put it beside my piano, and I hope that music can bring some vitality to it.
But the next day, I hit the keys hard and dropped the cover, breaking the joy that music brought to me. With a "bang", the only dead leaves fell on the piano, the water cup was knocked over, and all the water in the cup fell into the bamboo basin. In that month, I became more and more impatient and bored because of the piano competition practice.
Later, I finally got the first prize in the piano competition. The moment I got the certificate, I looked at it and smiled. I held it tightly in my arms and pressed it to my face. My eyes stared at it without moving. I never felt that my name could be written so beautifully. I can't help thinking of the green bamboo that gave me strength to pacify my heart during the practice period.
I inadvertently glimpsed a touch of green unexpectedly let my irritable heart be gradually smoothed. She slowly poked her head out with the music, but like a shy little girl, she quickly hid her face. But the notes jumping in the air led her to smile again like elves. Green always represents life and brings a little joy. So, I took more care of it. Water it regularly, bathe it in the sun regularly, and share music with it regularly.
Finally, two days before my competition, that pot of bamboo also had a good time. It grows more and more luxuriantly. The tall branches dance with the wind, and the thick green branches and leaves play beautiful music in harmony with my piano. The boredom and boredom of my daily single cycle dissipated at the moment when I saw it, just like the bitter coffee being drunk, leaving a layer of sugar at the bottom of the cup, leaving something sweet in my heart.
When the breeze blew across my face, I hugged the certificate in my hand more tightly, while the vibrant green of bamboo swayed in my heart, matching the fiery red on the certificate. I could not help but quicken my pace, and wanted to see the green bamboo beside my piano again. At that moment, I felt a little sweet in my heart.
The basin of green bamboos hung with drops of water in the sun to enjoy the caress of spring. At that moment, when I gazed at the green bamboo and the shining certificate beside it, I felt like a bee trembling in my heart, because the sweetness after hard work melted my heart like fire.