This article has the explanation you need: Chinese people say "play the piano", while foreigners say "Play Piano".

For many years, I didn’t understand why I said “play”? What’s so fun about playing the piano? Now, I finally understand that music is for playing, just like a child humming and graffiti. If art is not fun and does not bring people happiness, it will not be possible to develop. It's just that the more people play, the more sophisticated and advanced they become, so many people who are just starting to play cannot make sense of the game, which in turn hinders the development of music.

I started to play music and piano, not only myself, but also teaching other children to play. I want my students to enjoy it through playing. The more they like it, the more they play! The more they play, the better they become! I teach popular music, popular songs and basic exercises together. I found that every child fell in love with music!

Learning piano is as painful as pulling out a tooth.

I heard that my dad had his teeth pulled out when he was a child. If he didn’t cry, his grandma would buy him ice cream.

I go to the "Yamaha Music Class". As long as I don't cause trouble in class, my mother will take me to eat dandan noodles.

Of course, playing the piano is not the same as pulling out teeth. However, for a long time, I felt that playing the piano was as painful as pulling out teeth!

Loss and Vanity

At that time, the teacher in the music class taught me, and my mother also sat next to me. . I later thought, was it because my mother sent me to piano lessons early because she wanted to learn? If I didn’t play the piano well, she would scold me: “Mom’s family didn’t have much money when she was a child. Let alone learn the piano, she has never even touched the piano. Next. Now I want you to learn the piano and pay so much money, but you must play it well for me!"

The piano should be "played well for my parents" - to compensate for their childhood disappointment! It also satisfies them. Some vanity! However, if you think about it carefully, my mother is not so authoritarian.

When I first took the Yamaha music class, I didn’t have a piano yet, so I practiced on a piece of paper with black and white piano keys drawn on it. Class is a kind of musical training. It's quite interesting to beat the time and beat the tambourine.

Every time I pay tuition, my mother will ask me: "Do you still want to study?" I must have taken the wrong medicine, but I always say: "Yes!"

< p>I think, even though it is so small, it already has some vanity. How amazing it is to learn piano! So, on my fifth birthday, I got my first piano.

I got on the pirate ship! What’s even more pitiful is that like almost every kid in the music class, my mother sent me to the teacher’s house for intensive exercises.

Learning the piano has since become like pulling teeth!

Killing the little genius to death

My dad studies art. He often said: "The purpose of art education is to enable students to have a sense of beauty in every ordinary thing and to appreciate beauty even in a miserable environment. Therefore, art education enriches life. If someone It is a big mistake to think that art classes are for training artists!”

He also said: “Teachers who teach children’s drawing often teach their children to draw cartoon characters in order to please parents who are amateurs. When I see my child draw so well after just a few days of learning, I feel so proud and show off everywhere. Little do I know that this kind of teaching method that restricts creativity actually hurts the child!"

The method of Shanye music education is good because it inspires children’s potential and trains their sense of music.

As soon as you enter the teacher’s house, the teaching method often deteriorates! Which parent, when sending their children to learn the piano, does not dream that one day the little kid will sit upright in front of the piano and play the song "Girls" "Prayer", which won the applause of the guests in the room? So, which piano teacher can not work hard in this direction, cramming ducks and water? How many children are obviously geniuses, but they are crucified to death! I hate piano! Because I am almost the same, When I was a child, I would hide whenever I saw Qin. I know that as soon as I get close - "Hey! I heard that Little Brother Liu is very good at playing the piano. Come on! Let's perform!"

And when I started to play "Dedicated to Alice", the adults scolded loudly. My own child: "Look! How good they play! If you don't practice well, you won't have to eat!"

When I was very young, I discovered that playing the piano can be harmful to myself and others. What's even more hateful is that although most adults want you to perform, they go chatting by themselves without waiting for you to play twice, as if they have completely forgotten about you.

If they don’t respect music, why should they listen to it? Why should their children learn it? Their starting point is to show off, causing many children who are not born to love music to lose the opportunity to find what they love.

Fortunately, my mother did not push me too hard. Even though I bought the piano, she still often asked me: "Do you want to continue learning? If not, you can sell the piano!"

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One time my father heard that I played badly and went to find a hammer and said he wanted to smash the piano into pieces. I cried and hugged his legs.

"I found out that the kid really likes music." My father said to my mother afterwards. I also found that I don't hate music, but if I say "love", it should be many, many years later! I have been studying piano for seventeen years, at least twelve years, and I don't love it!

Dad's dance steps

In the past twelve years, I have had six teachers, four pianos, participated in many concerts, and even served as the finale at Carnegie Hall, but I have never fallen deeply in love with music.

Until one day, I was playing the piano upstairs, and my father was teaching painting downstairs. After the students left, he went upstairs very tired, and I happened to be playing a Chopin waltz. Suddenly, my father grabbed my mother beside him and started dancing on the piano. My mother was so surprised that she kept giggling.

Another time, I played for my classmates at school. I played several songs, but they didn’t seem to think much of it. Finally, as a joke, I played a pop song I had just heard on the radio.

Their faces suddenly lit up! "Play it again!" I played it several times, and they started to request songs. More classmates came, and a large group of people gathered around the piano to sing. I was suddenly very moved and realized that these cold and hard keys could actually touch people's hearts.

Music has changed from a dead art to a living art.

I started to compose improvisations, or learn popular music, and play and sing by myself.

Let's play together

Chinese people say "play the piano", while foreigners say "Play Piano".

For many years, I didn’t understand why I said “play”? What’s so fun about playing the piano? Now, I finally understand that music is for playing, just like a child humming and graffiti. If art is not fun and does not bring people happiness, it will not be possible to develop. It's just that the more people play, the more sophisticated and advanced they become, so many people who are just starting to play cannot make sense of the game, which in turn hinders the development of music.

I started to play music and piano, not only myself, but also teaching other children to play. I want my students to enjoy it through playing. The more they like it, the more they play! The more they play, the better they become! I teach popular music, popular songs and basic exercises together. I found that every child fell in love with music!

The Taste of Heartbreak

I started teaching piano after graduating from Juliet Conservatory of Music. Entering Juliet gave me a bloody nose. I took the exam twice but failed to get in. It wasn’t until I started “playing piano” that I actually passed the most difficult exam. It took me two years to get the certificate for the advanced course.

"If you don't play with him (music), how can you fall in love with him? If you don't love him, how can you hug him? How can you marry him? How can you stay together for a lifetime?" Teacher Eisner said.

Teacher Eisner is a lifelong lover of music, and he only has the piano at home. He has a short stature, white hair, always a smile on his face, and always has a big jar of jelly beans ready at home. Every time we go to his house for class, we always sit in front of the jar to eat sweets, chat, and sing, and then play a piece of music together. It’s very relaxing! He never scolds me for not studying hard, unlike the previous teacher who would play music in music. Write sentences like "Work hard! Come on!" or press my fingers hard on the keys. He just spread his hands and smiled! He smiled so much that I felt sorry for him.

He "cares" about me just like the previous teacher, but in a different way. What he cared about was not his own music, the composer's music, but "my music." If music is a woman, what Mr. Eisner cares about is the emotion and relationship between me and that woman, not just that woman. Since I am the one playing the piano, I have to interpret it, play it, be moved and move others.

He is a great pianist and a great teacher. Many world-class celebrities came from his disciples and have eaten his gummy candies.

Unfortunately, two weeks after my graduation recital, Mr. Eisner died of a heart attack.

Among the many things he said to me, the one I remember most was once after I finished playing a ballad by Chopin, he smiled and patted me gently: "You play now. It’s really good, but if you want to play better, I’m afraid your heart will be broken a few times.”

Every time I break up with my boyfriend, I will think of this sentence and find the music score. .

Indeed, every time I play it, the notes seem to take on a layer of sentimentality...