完形填空
My first performance in front of the audience was coming up soon.I tried as hard as I could to remain 1 , but my heart was racing.I stared down at my sweat-covered, 2 hands.
I looked up again at the audience, realizing that these were 3 people.They were not just my mum and dad, who 4 say, “Good job!” even if I messed up(弄乱)the entire piece.
What if I had the wrong music? What if I played the wrong notes?
As it 5 , I was never able to answer these questions because the spotlight was 6 for me.I grasped my hands tightly together, drying off the sweat.
Slowly I walked to the mud-broom piano in the 7 of the room.It contained 88 demanding keys, which were waiting impatiently to be played.I swallowed the golfball-sized lump(隆起部分)in my throat and sat down. 8 , I opened the music book.Next, I rested my still shaking hands on the ivory(乳白色)keys.
As my fingers played across the keys, I was becoming more 9 of my preparation for this moment.But the memory of my years of training came flooding back.I knew that I had 10 this piece so many times that I could play it backwards if 11 .
Although at one point I accidentally played two keys instead of the intended one, I continued to move my 12 automatically(自动地).
My eyes burned holes into the page in front of me.
There was no 13 that I was going to lose my concentration.To keep this 14 to myself, I leaned forward and focused carefully on the music.
15 I came to the end of the page, a warning 16 inside my head:DON’T MAKE A MISTAKE WHEN YOU TURN THE PAGE!
Needless to say, I 17 myself with all my heart and mind.And, proud of my “page-turning” feat(技艺)I finished the 18 of the piece without making a single mistake.
After the final note died away, a celebration went into action 19 my head.I had finished.I had mastered the 20 .