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If parents can't relax, don't go to class with their children. Don't take it too seriously. Today is a special accompany, want to listen to the teacher playing piano, my request to him is not missing sound wrong, the teacher's request that more

On the angry thing in place, holding the piano can be strong, father and baby, is simply a big version, a small version.

A piano on the sad mood came, home have children, every day is too difficult. Come on, TOMORROW WILL BE BETTER!

Teacher a look good teacher, students are very standardized, the teacher on the touch of keys and rhythm to grasp very strict, particular. This song really needs to touch the keys directly, otherwise the rhythm point can not be very clear.

Five-year-old began to learn the piano, learning for ten months, the holidays to play hard

Want to know how to train a boy, how to train, his father wants my son to learn guitar, I just want him to practice

Especially when the enlightenment met, every class in feeling too lucky, awesome, congratulations lucky us, learning piano on the way met the excellent responsible and very positive energy of the piano teacher said it was my honor!

My family hand shape not to say, every day shivering care of his self-esteem, is now must play the teacher specified time, not less than a minute

Not Afraid of practicing piano, afraid of practicing scales of children, after more updates, we progress together

I have a piano player at home. Please give me more advice for the rest of my life. I have been studying for almost a year. My progress is still good. It is good to have you,

But the wind gradually, the distance to the good far, go to school before playing casually, but my mother is very sad

I am also very afraid of piano teacher, my daughter to learn later I do not want to watch next to go, every time I feel the piano teacher scolded me, I let my husband to go, my husband went to a few times also back out

That one eye perfectly interprets who I am and where I am, big eyes flickering

At the intersection of the Phoenix Flowers, I sat on the steps around the last string field, looking at all that does not belong to me, as if the general youth wasted in vain. If I had worked harder, maybe my life would have been different.

A LITTLE AWKWARD SITTING POSITION! Without Auxiliary pedals, recording songs for the kindergarten teacher