1. Listen to a song and write a composition

1. Composition about music 1. The taste of music Human emotions are rich and sensitive, and every bit of life will stir us heartstrings, triggering human beings’ initial emotions and desires.

So there is music, and music has become our best way to vent. Every beating note in the music makes our inner world vivid and vivid. Music can talk, and those who talk will have listeners. Use a delicate and gentle heart to listen to the boundless vast inner world, have ups and downs with the music, and share the same worries with the heart behind the music*** Bitter, enjoy the ups and downs contained in every beating note.

I would like to be a listener, a silent listener on the outside but a passionate listener on the inside. On a harmonious and beautiful afternoon, a person sits alone in front of the window, sips a cup of fragrant tea, puts on a pair of exquisite headphones and begins to fly freely in the world of music, walking into the music that is either low and melodious, or *** surging. During the rest of the song, the singer's closed heart is opened to feel his rich and colorful inner world.

In their music, perhaps we can find our own shadow. Although it is ethereal and trance-like, it also makes people feel friendly and warm. Maybe we can't be like Zhong Ziqi and Yu Boya, who performed the highest state of friendship in a beautiful mountain and flowing water, and finally became musical confidants, but at least, my girlfriend can find a short-term shelter there and have a moment of peace. Tranquility produces the sound of the soul and obtains the comfort of the soul.

Music is like a lyric poem that can never be finished. It always leaves people with lengthy echoes and infinite reveries, with lingering lingering notes and endless aftertaste. Listening to music is a kind of enjoyment. It not only lingers in the heart, but also echoes in the heart. It enlightens us, makes us happy, and makes our blood boil.

Music gives us another world, a world where we can be as big as we want, where we can put aside all our sorrows and worries and grow up happily. Although the world of music is ethereal, it is filled with passion, although it is plain, it is full of fragrance, and although it is far away, it is full of emotion.

Let our hearts collide in the world of music and create brilliant sparks that will remain undefeated in our hearts. Walk with the music gently, press the button, quietly, let the music trickle into my heart. Turn the wheel, let me feel the majestic vigor and lingering pathos of the music together with the breeze outside the window. Listen to the majestic mountains, listen to Gurgling water. Comprehend the rhythm of music and feel the beauty of life. The strings are plucked, and the melodious tones flow out, forming a song after song, telling the story of old feelings.

Stop in the palace of music and feel the richness of the bells; the lingering like rain and mist; the vitality like hail; and the elegance like spring snow.

A Bing’s life is no longer lonely because of the moon reflected in the second spring, and Xi Xinghai’s life is no longer pale because of the March of the Volunteers.

Music has given me the faith in life. Feel the soul of Chopin and express his patriotism; feel the soul of Beethoven, compose pastoral songs and attack the door of destiny; feel the soul of Tchaikovs Ji drove the carriage and stopped by the quiet lake to watch the dancing swans.

Bach’s music is romantic and elegant, reflecting the style of a distant era and bursting out the heritage of ancient civilization; Schumann’s serenade is quiet and elegant, soothing the restless soul and making you integrate with nature and feel The mystery of nature; Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny, impassioned, inspiring, and exciting.

Feel the sounds of nature, purify your soul, and enlighten your life. 2. Lyrics that can be used to write essays (and indicate the source). They should be incisive and do not copy the entire song

There is a constant stream of people wandering on the streets, who can hear who is lonely. Find someone to commiserate with, Find a heart that connects with you. I am unique in this universe and no one can replace me. No matter what, I will get hurt. So what if I get hurt? At least I am strong and magnanimous. - "To My Future Self" by Liang Jingru Why are lovers still wandering in this touching era?

---Eason Chan's "Where to Start"-What is loneliness? What is a cold heart? What is love? What are you? I don't want to think about it anymore. I'm already crying. ---Fan Xiaoxuan's "Crying"-That day remains in my heart. It has been branded with a mark that can never be erased.

--- Yang Kun's "That Day" - What is forgotten is the person who lets go. What I should forget is the simplicity you praised --- Yang Zongwei's "Forgotten" - Ten years ago, I don’t know you, you don’t belong to me, we are still the same, accompanying a stranger, walking through the gradually familiar streets; ten years later, we are friends and can still greet each other, but that kind of tenderness can no longer be hugged The reason is that lovers will inevitably become friends in the end.----"Ten Years" Eason Chan What I miss is talking about everything, what I miss is dreaming together, what I miss is the urge to love you even after the quarrel- -----Stefanie Sun's "What I Miss" My girlfriend wants to take it home to show her mother how pretty she is. Don't be afraid. My mother just loves to make friends. Just let her recall her youthful days----Tan Jiexi "Girlfriend Wants to Bring Home" You don't have to be far-fetched to say you love me anymore. Anyway, my soul has withered piece by piece. Slowly pieced together, pieced together slowly, pieced together into a completely not the real me ------ Liang Jingru, "Ye Ye Ye" "Yeye" We are too stubborn, and we can't bear to object even for days------SHE "A Glance for Ten Thousand Years" Wandering alone in a strange city, I always feel empty and have no sense of belonging. Looking at the busy streets, I pass each other one after another. The crowd is like a passerby outside the picture frame. The excitement belongs to them, and I have nothing. - "A City of One Person" If I become a memory, I am not so lucky in the end, and have no chance to hold you while my hair is white. , watch the sunset fade, after a long time, one day you will be sad and healed-----tank "If I become a memory" I try to make life light and let happiness or loneliness take its course------ Huang Xiaohu's "Let It Be" Love is like quicksand. I don't speak and wait for the darkness to let the tears fall. --- Tao Zhe's "Quicksand" movie opens, love ends, we are lonely and sent back to the old place --- Liu Xijun's "Rose Film Studio" If you face me, you must turn your back to love, please turn around. I Will go to the end of the world to find a stranger to recognize - Li Long's "i don't know". 3. A 600-word essay written with various songs

Friendship is like a cup of mellow wine, which makes people intoxicated; friendship is like a meter of sunshine, which warms people's hearts; friendship is like a breeze, which makes people feel intoxicated. It makes people feel relaxed and happy. Since that graduation exam, friendship has become a moving song in my heart.

That graduation exam: take the Chinese test first, then the math test. The Chinese teacher said that in order to graduate, the test paper was very simple. After the exam, Teacher Lin analyzed the exam papers for us. During the analysis process, I found that my composition seemed to be off topic, and I felt very uneasy. This was a very serious blow to me who usually scores over 90 points in exams.

Finally the day came when the results were announced. "Report by number, No. 1... No. 21, ninety-four points..." Ying Linqi scored ninety-four points, she did so well in the exam! There must be a big gap between me and her this time. It’s almost time to report to me. What a misfortune. God, Jesus, Buddha, Satan, I will burn incense for you! No, no, don't retaliate. But none of the gods have gone, so the moment I least expected finally arrived. I buried my head, closed my eyes, and quietly waited for the arrival of the "god of death". "...Eighty points, forty-sixth and ninety-one points..." What, I scored ninety-one points. Tears fell from my eyes all of a sudden, drop by drop, drop by drop... I typed the newspaper on my table. Wet. My deskmate Chen Yan seemed to have discovered this unusual thing. She patted my back gently with one hand and handed me the napkin with the other hand. I still cried, but I didn’t know whether I was crying out of fear or moved. Everyone at the tables at the front, back and left seemed to hear my crying. They all turned their heads and asked Chen Yan what was going on? Understanding the reason, Li Hongjin gave me a napkin. It seemed like she did it herself. The "napkin doll" has a round head and a pair of eyes. On the back is written: Su Mi, don't cry, I support you! I couldn't bear to use it, so I put it in the drawer. Chen Xinyuan also pulled a few napkins from his own box and wiped my tears. At this moment, I understood the meaning of friendship and realized its deep feeling, and I cried even harder.

Friends are the open-mindedness of "enjoying blessings and sharing difficulties"; friends are the tacit understanding of "confidants in the sea, and neighbors in the world". But friend, you will always be a beautiful song in my heart. I will use those beautiful notes to record our friendship and our memories...

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