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The beginning and end of the composition about smiling.
Composition thinking: Because smiling is a person's action, this composition must be about a person. You don't need too many words, and you don't need gorgeous decoration. Just a shallow smile, maybe it is a kind of wonder.

Smile is also the most beautiful thing in the world! -inscription

In my deep memory, my father's smile is a warm encouragement and a strict requirement, which has always cared for my growth.

I remember that in the summer vacation of the third grade, the teacher set a goal for me, and let me pass the National Musical Instrument Grade Test Band 4 before the start of school. After knowing that I was going to take the exam, my father smiled and said to me, "Don't be too busy and optimistic, but take it seriously."

At the beginning, learning clarinet scales went smoothly. But when it comes to learning to play music, I met with difficulties, and the high-pitched xi couldn't make a sound. No matter how I play, I just can't make a sound. what can I do? My self-confidence has been hit. I have the idea of giving up the exam. It's class time again, so I made an excuse not to go. My father asked me why, but I said nothing. I asked too many questions, and I just kept crying.

Dad seemed to see my heart and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, if you don't go, you won't go." There is a coward in my family who is afraid of failure. " Dad's words hurt me like a thorn, yes! On weekdays, I despise cowards the most. Am I just talking big? Thinking of this, I stopped crying at once. My father lovingly touched my head and smiled and said, "No pains, no gains. Don't be too eager for success. Calm down and find out the reason, and you will definitely overcome it. " Seeing my father's encouraging smile, I regained my confidence, picked up the clarinet and went to school.

In class, the teacher pointed out my shortcomings. It turns out that my finger keys are not strong enough. I hold the clarinet flute head of 1/3 in my mouth. My mouth should be flat, but my mouth is O-shaped, so I can't play. The teacher showed me the correct movements and let me learn to do them. After the teacher's guidance, I finally played beautiful notes, and I jumped three feet high with joy. I let go of my hand, played it a few times and even blew it out. I finally mastered the game. The next step is to practice hard every day.

I passed the exam successfully. When I was holding the clarinet band 4 certificate in my hand, I saw my father's smile, which contained encouragement and encouragement.

It was my father's smile that inspired me to summon up courage to overcome difficulties. Dad's smile is my motivation.