Excellent piano composer 1 and Xiao H in my building always play his violin after nine o'clock. Although he is already a violinist of Grade 8, I still can't hear anything good about his violin music.
One day, I finished reading in bed and got ready for bed. As soon as I turned off the light, I heard little H downstairs playing a "beautiful" tune. I think it's ok if it's a lullaby, at least it can help me sleep. However, the music he plays is high and low, fast and slow. I also learned Hulusi, but I still don't know what his next piece is. I've been struggling with this song in bed. "Ah! Big! Big! Big! Big! Hey! " The sound of a syllable, usually low and slow after fast and high notes. I made such a bet in my mind, and then it was "Da! Hey! " This is a slow high note, and I'll never guess his next tune.
The next day, I went to school with him. I said to him, "Hey, the music you played yesterday was too noisy! I can't sleep. " But he said contemptuously, "My mother made me do it! Talk to her. " Of course I dare not go against his mother, so I have to put up with it. Until one morning, we went to school together again. Seeing that I was still a little sleepy, he smiled: "You can't hear me playing the piano tonight, the violin is broken!" " "
At night, I found that I really couldn't hear his piano, but I couldn't sleep. I calmed down and the room was quiet, but I still couldn't sleep until twelve o'clock. I actually miss the "beautiful" piano sound. It's like my night watchman I can't sleep without it. I've been hoping to hear the sound of little H.
A few days later, I went to school with him again. He said, "Chen Wenjie, wait for death! My piano has been repaired again! " I'm a little surprised to hear the familiar piano sound again.
Father Spider is a famous insect catcher. He can catch hundreds of pests every day. One day, Father Spider, who catches insects in the city, received a letter from Mother Spider, saying that her baby daughter was addicted to music instead of studying hard to catch pests. She played the piano, danced, sang and performed everywhere every day. After reading the letter, father spider was very angry. How can this work? I must go back at once and teach it a hard lesson.
Father Spider took up his backpack and hurried home overnight. That's a long way. Father Spider was tired from walking, so he sat on the stone by the roadside to have a rest.
In the bright moonlight, a small river flows slowly, and the forest in the distance looks dark. Papa spider feels lonely. Just then, beautiful piano sounds came from the forest. The piano sounds high and low, which is very nice. Attracted the spider father, he didn't feel tired at all, and he didn't feel lonely. "Who is playing the piano? It's really not simple. " Father Spider walked quietly towards the piano, when he heard a little girl singing: "My father is an expert in catching insects. In order to prevent the children in the city from being bitten by mosquitoes, he went far away. I miss him so much. " "Oh, isn't that my baby girl?" I saw it playing intently in front of a piano made of spider silk. Daddy Spider couldn't believe his eyes. He stopped quietly, listened quietly, and moved tears came out.
Father Spider didn't talk to his daughter. Afraid of disturbing her playing the piano, he quietly walked out of the forest. The next day, Father Spider wrote a letter to Mrs Spider. Guess what Daddy Spider will write? Can you tell the contents of the letter? What would happen if the spider family got together?
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In his letter to Mrs Spider, Father Spider said, "Our baby daughter sings very touching, plays the piano very well and is very attentive. Since it has chosen this hobby, let it play and maybe do something. So you don't have to force it to learn to catch insects, and we spiders can't just catch insects! " Later, the spider's daughter concentrated on practicing piano and singing, and also participated in a singing competition and won the prize. At the award ceremony held in the city, their family got together! Spider daughter saw her father and rushed to hug him and said, "thank you, dear father." With your encouragement, I will have today! " Dad also hugged his daughter and said happily, "Good boy, I am so proud of you!"! " "
Excellent composition of piano sound III. The breeze is blowing, and thousands of strands of hair are flying. Wearing white boots, a quaint and elegant guqin, a pair of long white hands, a handsome man. In the antique room, two or three peach blossoms poked out from the wooden window, and the man's hand was plucked on the strings, as if the piano were not there.
I stood in the room with Zheng in my arms. My parents told me that since I want to learn the piano, I should practice it in the artistic conception, which will make me feel the true feelings.
I listened to that man's piano, one after another. What kind of music is this?
Wonderful notes floated from the fingertips of men. Since guqin is the emperor and guqin is the queen, then guqin is the first emperor of guqin, which originated from guqin. So, listen, maybe, what can I find out from it?
The sound of the piano is like a gentle girl waiting for her lover to win the first prize and marry herself to her husband's family; The silly girl looked at the general's worries about the expedition; For example, soldiers on the battlefield kill the enemy and break the host's bloody elegy ... This piano sound contains all the feelings in the world!
It's like Boya learning piano on the island, just like Beethoven suddenly had the inspiration to write Moonlight. I sat down gently and put Zheng flat on my knee. Twenty-one white and green strings intersect, and every charming body is shaking. It is a cry and roar full of desolation and unwillingness, which makes me unbelievable. How tragic the sound of the piano is! Tragedy is hateful! Let people regret it! People are unwilling! This piano sound seems to be telling the helplessness of being expelled by the emperor, as if telling the cruelty of being betrayed by his lover, and as if telling the fatigue in the power struggle. ...
In one piano, the human soul is scattered. I seem to see that man, with a relieved smile, and his' Qin' turned into a little star and disappeared into the world.
The small house is located on a remote mountain. Maybe it won't be long before it will disappear in this world with the liberation of its owner, leaving no shadow. However, the piano and that feeling will always remain in my heart.
Wonderful music, such as running water, falls from the fingertips, the piano sounds, forgets to breathe and falls into the ground.
I regard my notes as an elf and wander in a dream world. Piano is like this. Don't get angry because you practiced. The sound of piano will take you into fairyland. ...
The sound of the piano is like a vat, and the whole body is soaked in it. The tension and sadness of the day have disappeared, and you gradually feel relaxed and happy. It takes you into a quiet night and dreams a strange dream.
The sound of the piano is like a butterfly, dancing happily in the vibrant spring. It took me to say hello to bees and squirrels, and my heart was as sweet as eating sugar.
The piano is a few colorful flowers, as if knowing the arrival of spring and the harvest of the orchard. Especially like lotus, the breeze blows, the flowers sway with the wind, and the delicate petals are white and pink, just like a beautiful girl following the rhythm of the piano.
The sound of the piano is a bowl of chicken soup for the soul, which is dotted with medlar, flashing like a jumping elf. After drinking this bowl of chicken soup, I feel warm all over. Because I am singing praises to you, I can't help but say hello to everyone.
Piano sound is a book, the first page is written with your favorite songs, the second page is signed by your favorite stars, the third page is a warm little story ... and the last page is people's blessing and concern for you.
The piano sound is a piece of paper. Paper follows the spring breeze, and the wind gives people. Melodious piano music spread through every window, and everyone wrote down these notes in their hearts. Everyone loves the sound of the piano!
The sound of piano is a clear spring. There is no clear spring of stone, and smooth music is introduced to everyone's eyes. If you meet this clear spring, you will feel happy all your life. Drink this clear spring, your body will be full of vitality, there will be a raging fire behind you, and you will be confident after a long time!
Excellent piano composition 5 By chance, I heard this piece-Summer.
That day, I passed by the music classroom, heard the melodious sound of the piano and approached there.
Who can play the piano at this time? I guess, stop and listen carefully. There was no sound except the piano. In front of a piano, sat a big brother. He played wholeheartedly, even though the audience was just me and himself. He closed his eyes for a while, stroked the keys gently, then opened his eyes and looked out of the window while playing.
I wanted to go into the music classroom and listen more carefully, but I was afraid of ruining the harmonious beauty of the piano, so I had to stop again and hold the door gently. The piano came through the door.
Ears are tightly attached to the door, never letting go of any note. After listening for a long time, I saw his hands bouncing on the keys from the glass on the door.
The sound of the piano is sometimes like a child's happy laughter, sometimes like a sea breeze gently brushing my cheek, sometimes like a huge wave rising on the sea, sometimes I feel my hand skimming over the water ... sometimes cheerful, sometimes passionate, sometimes soft. Sometimes it reminds me of the pure blue without white clouds in the sky. People have the impulse to jump into the blue sky and fly like birds, and also have the desire to go to the seaside to bask in the sun. It's like being taken into a fairyland and reluctant to come out. I imagine myself as a fine horse, galloping freely on the grassland. ...
The piano is still playing. I listened quietly, tapping the rhythm quietly with my hands while listening. Seems to have witnessed everything on the beach in summer:
The beach is illuminated by the fiery red sun, and the sand is golden and bright. A group of children ran freely on the beach, and I followed. In the evening, the sun is not so hot, the sea breeze is blowing gently, the sea is undulating, and the children chase and run home all the way.
At the end of the song, people are scattered, but there is still a beach in front of us, and the waves are blooming. With my brother, I am intoxicated in summer. ...
The cool moonlight floated into the branches and leaves, permeated with faint light, lightly attacked my little wish, quietly let it fall into crystal clear sleep, condensing a kind of power and hanging on the green leaves. -inscription
In the spring of seven years old, I was only in the second grade, and I was still a child.
Walking in the street with my mother, suddenly there came a melodious piano sound. After hearing the piano, I couldn't help walking into the classroom.
The sound of the piano is like a stream, which is slow for a while, extremely fast for a while, and like a waterfall for a while, and its reputation is rumbling. I can't extricate myself from the sound of the piano. I know I will never escape the wonderful piano sound.
"Mom, I want to learn the electronic organ." ...
Spring warms the world, and the seeds of dreams sprout in my heart.
In the summer when I was nine years old, I was in the fourth grade. Playing the piano is my daily job.
I played the piano impatiently in the room, as if I were angry with God. But the more annoying I am, the worse I play. Finally, I played the piano with a bang. "Don't play!" "Throw the music on the wall, jump on the bed and cry.
"Frustration is actually the tuition that success should pay," my mother said.
I looked at the photo with the examiner on the table, dried my tears and played it again. It turned out that God helped me.
The heat is unbearable, and cicadas are screaming desperately outside. It's sultry inside and outside, but my body is much cooler.
In the autumn when I was eleven, I took the electronic piano Grade 10 exam.
Sit in the chair and start playing the piano. Music is sometimes soft and slow, and sometimes it is urgent; Sometimes soft, sometimes high-pitched, I played this piece with all my strength. At the last note, I felt that my efforts were not in vain.
Flowers bloom and fall, heavy, that is the return of my pursuit of dreams.
Come on, young man. Come on, dream on. Let's break the cocoon into a butterfly on a sunny morning and hold up the most beautiful sun tomorrow.