“妈妈,妈妈,我要学乐器嘛。”我对着妈妈嚷嚷。“好!”妈妈爽快地说。“耶,妈妈万岁!”我一把搂住妈妈。可是,学什么好呢?“要不,去学小提琴吧。”妈妈的脸上带着神秘的微笑,我点点头。“你真的要学小提琴吗?”妈妈意味深长地问道。“嗯!”于是,我开始准备学习小提琴了。第二天,我兴奋地背起小提琴。一路上我神气地催促着妈妈,仿佛 “Mom, Mom, I want to learn instruments. ” I cried to my mom. “Good!” Mom said cheerfully. “Yeah, my mother is long live!” I hugged my mother. However, what to learn? “” Otherwise, to learn the violin. “” My mother’s face with a mysterious smile, I nodded. “Do you really want to learn the violin?” Asked my mommy meaningfully. “Well! ” So, I began to prepare to learn the violin. The next day, I took the violin excitedly. Along the way I am angry urged her mother, as if