心情就像一个大转盘,指针有时会落在“难过”上,有时会落在“高兴”上,有时会落在“感动”上,有时还会落在“委屈”上。一个风雨交加的晚上,外面阴嗖嗖的,刚刚跳完舞回到家的我已是疲惫不堪,腿脚又酸又疼,走起路来好像都不听使唤了。可一想到和妈妈无形中形成的一个习惯——跳完舞的晚上不用练钢琴,我的心情一下就格外舒畅起来。因为不练琴,我就可以早早地躲进温暖的被窝了。 The mood is like a big turntable, the pointer sometimes falls on “sad”, and sometimes falls on the “happy”, and sometimes fall on the “moving”, and sometimes fall on the “grievances ”on. A stormy night, the outside of the yin and whizzing, just finished dancing back home I was exhausted, legs and sore and sore, walked as if do not listen to the call. Can think of the formation of a habit with the mother virtually - do not practice the night after the dance dance piano, my mood is particularly comfortable together. Because I can not practice, I can hide in a warm blanket early.