a hobby can be almost anything a person likes to do in his spare time. hobbyists raise pets, build model ships, weave bas-kets, or carve soap figures and so on. in a word, hob*es offer en-joyment, friendship, knowledge and relaxation.
then, what is my hobby? well, what i like most is singing. i began to sing songs when i was very young. my uncle was studying in a college then, so he could sing lots of songs, and he taught me s*ral songs. i showed great interests in the music then, for they were pleasing to ears and easy to sing. my uncle told me they were called pop songs.
when i grew up, my music teacher found that i had a good voice, so she sent me to the children's palace to study vocal mu-sic. from then on, i began my vocal music training. and then i knew there were s*ral kinds of songs, like folk songs, pop songs and so on. what i had learned most was the songs for children. they were all * ones but our teacher trained us very strictly. we practiced how to produce sound and how to make our expres-sion * natural and * pleasing. those * training didn't reduce my interest in singing at all and i won awards one after another in s*ral kinds of competition. actually i began to make up a dream of becoming a famous singer in the future.
as time went by, i came to realize that my dream wouldn't come true for there were strict conditions of being a singer. but i still took singing as my hobby since i found in music the interests which were lost in the exams. when i put all my emotion into singing a song, it gave me very good and very pleasant feelings, and a good chance to relax. besides, it was a good way to learn things that couldn't be easily found in life.
now as i'm saying goodbye to my childhood my voice has changed into a deep male voice, and therefore i can sing a lot of songs written for *s. i am often deeply moved, by the melody or by what the song writers said. i can feel that these words come from the bottom of their hearts: "all my best memories come back clearly to me. some can *n make me cry, just like before. it's yesterday once *. ""heal the world, make it a place, for you and for me and the entire human race". when i sing these songs, tears well up in my eyes.
i love singing, and the most warm and fragrant thing in life, i assume, is sitting in the sunshine, listening-to the walkman and singing together with the singer.
so, this is my hobby, and i hope *ry one of us can enjoy his own hobby, en joy the *, good things of life.
__