When I was small, I longed to have a piano.
But of course, during that period of time, it was unaffordable.
It was something way too luxury by then.
I remembered me visited to a friend's house, saw a piano sitting upright in the living room.
I went to open the lid and ran my fingers over the keyboards....
'Wrong! You placed your fingers wrongly on the keyboard!'
That was the immediate response from that friend of mine.
Hahahahahahahahaha ;)))))
Oh well, we were just a kid...once...
Guess I'm not that eager to learning it...
I probably just enjoy listening to the sound, the melody...
Yeah, music, who doesn't love music? I wonder....
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pi·an·o [pee-an-oh, pyan-oh] (noun, plural pi·an·os.)
a musical instrument in which felt-covered hammers, operated from a keyboard, strike the metal strings.
mu·sic [myoo-zik] (noun)
1.
an art of sound in time that expresses ideas and emotions in significant forms through the elements of rhythm, melody, harmony, and color.
2.
the tones or sounds employed, occurring in single line (melody) or multiple lines (harmony), and sounded or to be sounded by one or more voices or instruments, or both.
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