I have a friend. She doesn't walk or talk, but she is very kind and friendly to me. When I feel tired, she can help me 1. She makes me happy almost every day. You can't touch or see 2, but she's everywhere. Do you know who she is? She is my best friend —music. Music is my favourite kind of art (艺术). When I was four years old, I started to listen to different kinds of music. A 3 caught my eyes the first time I saw it. At first. I was 4 playing the piano. As a four-year-old girl, classical (古典的) music is not very 5 to me, so I didn't want to play the piano any more. 6 two months later, I changed my idea.
One day, I was 7 to The Ninth Symphony (《第九交响曲》) at home. It sounded very beautiful. My mother told me that Beethoven wrote it after he couldn't hear. Beethoven could hear nothing, but he didn't give up the piano. So I should 8 him.
From then on, I tried my best to learn to play the piano again. When I feel happy, I will play a happy song; when I feel 9, I will choose a sad song. In a word, I can always find a good 10 to cheer me up with the help of my friend, music.
