The Best Time I love guitar. Guitar is my life. In the past year, guitar class is my best time. I usually take the class in the afternoon. In the morning, I bring the music book to the lab. After lunch, I sleep for a while and go to the music store hastily. I sign my name and say hello to the store assistant, waiting for my teacher. The class is 45 min. The teachers teach one or two students each class. After class, they have a break. Then, it's my turn. When I became an adult, nearly nothing could excite me anymore. However, I always expect for the guitar class. I walk through the trees and grass, longing for the short 45 min. Most of the time, I have a good preparation. When the class begin, I play the tune studied last time. My teacher points the shortcomings. Sometimes, he praises me, too. Then, he teaches me the new tune and skills. I enjoy this process so much. As the tunes I study become more and more difficult, my teacher sometimes needs to think for a while. At the same time, he discusses with me. Actually, he is not very great, but I like him. I enjoy the discussion. 45 min flies. He tells me what to practice and prepare, then we say goodbye. Every time after class, I walk slowly from the store to my school lab. I scan the street, shops, bicycle, children, men and women, then the school swimming pool, trees and grass. They are quiet and different. They are all music. My heart is full of joy, and the tune and the skill. Music brings me a lot. I search for other guitar players' video and the music for the next tune. Then I print the music. I practice the guitar every night. If I don't touch it, I am really not comfortable and don't want to sleep. Then, when I am satisfied with myself, I order for the next class~ Five years ago, I began to play guitar. I played the folk music for four years by myself. Last year, I wanted to study finger style. Then I find the store and my teacher. In this year, I know more guitar melodies and players. For this reason, I thank for my teacher very much. My teacher is shy and not very older than me. Today, I asked him, will you teach your child the guitar in the future? He smiled and thought for a while, (I guessed what he thought is, I don't have a child, haha ) and he said, er...it depends on his interest...er...Of course, he must play a little! Today the melody is, Merry Christmas Mr. Lawrence. Only two classes remain. I am not willing to end the course. Not at all.