1. Listen to music, associate pictures and write an essay (please ask for a sample essay)

Seasons in the sun

With the melodious trumpet, this group of orchestral music begins her cadenza.

The first thing that kicked off the show was the soft violin. This beautiful note seemed to be floating on the newly melted river. Wherever it passed, the grass burst into new life, and the willows sprouted new branches. As the sun shined , the notes rose into the sky, and the gray of winter turned into the blue of spring. The beating notes became more and more lively, and finally~~~

The softness of the violin became the beating of the dulcimer. A group of cute little stones jumped into the splendid lake one by one, causing ripples in circles; another group of restless little guys suddenly flew into the sky, and after a while, they fell down with a crackling sound. Ding dong, bang bang bang. These beating melodies also did not last long~~~

The music no longer jumped, the melancholy of the saxophone shook the eardrums, the fallen leaves on the ground were brown, the sunset was tomato red, the streets and alleys were With a rose-red face, after all, her beauty covered up the desolation of autumn. The leaves of the maple trees were about to fall. At this time~~~

The depth of the French horn covered up the desolation. Everything, winter is coming, the north wind is howling, and the tune is everywhere, but the tune still exists in a cheerful form, as if to say: Winter is coming, can spring be far behind? Christmas abroad, Spring Festival in China, and winter are a lively season, not desolate or harsh, at least in the music.

The reappearance of the trumpet heralds the end of the piece, and the feeling at this time is completely different from the feeling at the beginning of hearing her. It started to feel low-key, but now? Full of longing for the future. 2. Write a composition of more than 400 words about an appreciation activity, such as attending a concert, watching an art exhibition, etc.

Yesterday afternoon, under the guidance of the teacher, we went to Guan Shanyue Art Museum to visit the famous artist-Ding Shaoguang. 's art exhibition. On the way to the bus, the teacher introduced us to this man who can be said to be the most accomplished painter and artist in the 21st century. His works are famous in China and even internationally and are widely used by people outside. Widely circulated, his recent heavy-color painting "Beautiful, Rich and Magical Xishuangbanna" can be said to be the most eye-catching of all his works. It is said that it is also hung in the Beijing Museum and is visited and appreciated by countless tourists. After listening to the teacher's introduction, I felt extremely excited and couldn't wait to see his masterpiece. After a while, we arrived at the entrance of the art museum. Although we only stayed there for a short hour, the feeling it gave me was very deep and strong.

Walking into the spacious and quiet art exhibition hall, what appeared in front of me was a dazzling array of art paintings. They were colorful, full of vitality, and made me feel dazzled. However, in Among the many paintings, the one that shocked me the most was the "Peace Dove" hanging on the corner. This painting is mainly composed of blue and black tones. It shows a young Yunnan girl wearing clothes with ethnic characteristics sitting on the ground. In her hand, a snow-white peace dove is quietly After a pause, her expression was so focused and serious, as if she was staring at a priceless treasure. Under the breeze, her black hair was gently blown up, and what's even better is that there is a basket of arrows behind her. This can prove that she makes a living by hunting. Logically speaking, animals For her, it is just a way of survival, but at this time, she is so focused on looking at this little peace dove. It can be seen that deep in the heart of this Yunnan girl, she loves small animals very much. , and at the same time how much she yearns for freedom and peace! However, in reality, she had to hurt them. The author expressed her helplessness vividly through this painting. At this time, I admired him even more.

It is said that this painting was created by Ding Shaoguang after a long time. It can be seen that as an artist, it takes a long time of brewing and hard work to succeed. As the saying goes, "No pain, no gain", "One minute on stage, ten years off stage." Anything can only be accomplished through unremitting efforts and hard work.

I benefited a lot from this visit. 3. An essay about listening to music and describing scenes

Forest Rhapsody My thoughts drifted away along with the music master's "Forest Rhapsody". The beautiful melody and picturesque scenery gave me endless reverie.

In the early morning, "Cuckoo, Cuckoo, Cuckoo, Cuckoo", the cuckoo and the little frog started talking. They give me an amazing feeling.

Listen, you can still clearly hear the "rustling" sound of the breeze blowing through the big trees from the cheerful music at this moment. At noon, I saw birds singing, frogs playing in the water, butterflies dancing, and even heard the "ding-ding-dong-dong" sound of the mountain spring... Just as I was fascinated, suddenly, there was silence in the forest. It seemed that night had fallen and everything in the forest stopped.

Gradually, I seemed to hear the crisp sound of raindrops falling to the ground again; I heard the beautiful sound of crickets playing in the grass; I heard the frogs singing loudly in the pond. sound! Then, the forest fell into silence again... 4. Junior high school composition; feelings after listening to a song (looking at a painting)

"Mother, you are the touch of my life."

Teacher: So we have many small things to write about, so how should we choose? Let’s take a look at sample article 2 “Mother, you are the touch of my life”. Please recommend the best student in our class to read aloud to us. (A student reads aloud)

Teacher: Thank you! Very good read. After reading this article, can anyone tell me which plot touched you the most?

Student 15: Somehow, I didn’t want my classmates to see my rural-looking mother, so I told her not to come to school and that others could bring her things. Inadvertently, I learned from my aunt that my mother came to see me every week, always hiding in a corner, and then walking home silently, in order to save money on the bus. This plot touched me the most.

Teacher: Why?

Student 15: Because the author didn’t let his mother come, but his mother still came and hid in the corner to watch him. And he walked home silently to save money on the bus.

Teacher: Then I’m surprised. If you don’t want to come, you won’t come. Why do you still come?

Born 16: Because the mother cares very much about her child, she feels uneasy.

Teacher: Then why did you come secretly?

Student 17: Because the author didn’t want his classmates to see his rural-looking mother, he told her not to come to school.

Teacher: Well said! This little thing is enough to show maternal love. What if I change the original text to this. (Modified text from multimedia display: Once, I learned from my aunt that my mother would hide in a corner to see me every week, and then walk home silently to save money on the bus. Listen, listen I couldn't help but shed tears. I said secretly in my heart: Mom, you are so good! )

Teacher: Do you think the original text is better, or the revised text? Why?

Student 18: The original text is good. Because the original article said that the mother was not allowed to come, but she still came. What was changed was that "I" did not allow the mother to come, which could not better reflect the mother's love.

Teacher: That’s a great analysis.

Student 19: The original text is good, because the original text "Listen, listen, my tears can't help but flow out. I secretly condemned myself in my heart: You are too selfish!" It expresses myself very well. feelings, but Gaiwen does not.

Teacher: Yes. Did anyone notice it? Did the author choose a small thing or a big thing?

Sheng (answered in unison): Small things.

Teacher: Which student can tell us about the writing inspiration this article gives us?

Student 20: When we write, we can choose small daily things to express maternal love.

Teacher: Can you perform well in any small things?

Student 21: You should choose a touching plot to write.

Student 22: When writing, write down the reasons for the incident and your feelings at the time.

Teacher: Yes, the situation at that time should be explained clearly to highlight the character. Come, let’s summarize: select detailed materials to highlight the situation. (Write on the blackboard: Select detailed materials to highlight the situation.

) 5. Write an essay of more than 400 words about an appreciation activity, such as attending a concert, seeing an art exhibition, etc.

Yesterday afternoon, under the guidance of the teacher, we went to Guan Shanyue Art Museum to visit the famous artist—— Ding Shaoguang's painting exhibition. On the way to the car, the teacher introduced us to this person who is the most accomplished painter and artist in the 21st century. His works are famous in China and even internationally. It has been widely circulated by people outside. His recent heavy-color painting "Beautiful, Rich and Magical Xishuangbanna" can be said to be the most eye-catching of all his works. It is said that it is also hung in the Beijing Museum and is visited and appreciated by countless tourists. After listening to the teacher's introduction, I felt extremely excited and excited, and couldn't wait to see his masterpiece. After a while, we had arrived at the entrance of the art museum, where, although we only stayed for a short time, It was only a short hour, but it gave me a very deep and strong feeling. When I walked into the spacious and quiet art exhibition hall, what appeared in front of me was a dazzling array of art paintings, which were colorful and full of vitality. , made me feel dazzled. However, among the many paintings, the one that shocked me the most was the "Peace Dove" hanging on the corner. This painting is mainly composed of blue and black tones. I saw a young Yunnan girl wearing clothes with ethnic characteristics sitting on the ground. In her hand, a snow-white peace dove was resting quietly. Her expression was so focused and serious, as if she was staring at A priceless treasure. Under the breeze, her black hair was gently blown up, and what's even better is that there is a basket of arrows behind her. This can prove that she makes a living by hunting. Logically speaking, animals are just a way of survival for her, but at this time, she is so focused on looking at this little peace dove. It can be seen that deep in the heart of this Yunnan girl, she is She loves small animals very much, and at the same time she yearns for freedom and peace! However, in reality, she had to hurt them. The author expressed her helplessness vividly through this painting. At this time, I admired him even more. It is said that this painting was created by Ding Shaoguang after a long time. It can be seen that as an artist, it takes a long time of brewing and hard work to succeed. As the saying goes, "One minute on stage, ten years of hard work off stage" everything needs to go through. It can only be accomplished with unremitting efforts and hard work. I have benefited a lot from this visit. 6. Listening to music and writing an imaginary composition is so urgent~~~~Urgent~ ~~~~Urgent

One

The girl stood up and took the pear blossom slip in her left hand , holding it between the fingers, then banging it to match the sound of the string; holding the drum and hammer in the right hand, listening attentively to the rhythm of the string. Suddenly the Jiegu drum sounded, the singing voice burst out, the words were clear and crisp, and the sound was reverberating, like a new oriole emerging from the valley and a baby swallow returning to its nest. Each sentence had seven words and each paragraph had dozens of sentences, either slow or urgent, high or low; The place where the tune is changed is endless, and all the tunes of the songs come out of it, which makes me stop at it.

Two

Wang Xiaoyu opened her red lips, made her white teeth, and sang a few lines. The sound was not very loud at first, but there was an indescribable wonderful feeling in my ears: inside the internal organs, it was like an iron had been pressed, and there was no place where it was not pressed; there were 36,000 pores, like eating ginseng fruit, and there was no pore where it was not smooth. After singing more than ten lines, he gradually sang higher and higher, and suddenly pulled out a tip, like a wire thrown into the sky, and he couldn't help but secretly exclaimed. Who knows that he can still turn around at that extremely high place? After a few warbles, there was another level, three or four stacks in succession, rising higher and higher. It's like the scene of climbing Mount Tai from the west of Aolai Peak: at first I saw Aolai Peak cutting the walls and climbing up, and I thought it was the best way; when I climbed to the top of Zuolai Peak, I saw Fan Cliff on Zuolai Peak; when I climbed to the Fan On the cliff, I saw the Nantian Gate again on the fan cliff: the more I climbed, the more dangerous it became, and the more dangerous it became, the more strange it became. After Wang Xiaoyu sang to the extremely high three or four stacks, he suddenly fell down, and tried his best to gallop the spirit of thousands of times and hundreds of analyses, like a flying snake circling in the middle of the thirty-six peaks of Huangshan Mountain. In an instant, it went around several times. From then on, the singing became lower and thinner, and the sound gradually became inaudible. People all over the garden were holding their breath and concentrating, not daring to move any less. For about two or three minutes, there seemed to be a sound coming from underground. After this, it suddenly rises again, like the Oriental fireworks, a marble goes up to the sky, and then turns into thousands of five-color flames, scattered in all directions. As soon as this sound flew up, infinite sounds came and went simultaneously. The player who plays the string also uses his fingers, which are sometimes louder and sometimes smaller, in harmony with his voice, just like the spring dawn in Huawu and the chirping of good birds. My ears are busy and I don't know why I heard that sound. In the midst of the commotion, a sudden sound was heard, and everyone fell silent. At this time, the audience cheered loudly.

Three

Mozart’s music is like clear water flowing on the undulating land, sometimes gently and sometimes turbulently, but they never lose control and always maintain the rhythm. They rush on a picturesque journey, with green shade stretching under their feet, flowers blooming around them, and hundreds of birds singing in harmony with their waves.

Sometimes, there is a desolate wind blowing on the water, and the dead leaves are like golden butterflies, fluttering in the wind...

Four

This song seems to be a clear stream, which encounters obstacles. Afterwards, the surge lingered for a long time, and suddenly found a gap in the rocks blocking it, and then surged out, and then rushed freely on the undulating wilderness, sometimes rolling rapidly, sometimes soft waves, sometimes high and exciting. Splashing into the clouds, wandering and twisting like falling into a deep valley...

Five

The Trapp family responded to the audience. The colonel walked up to the microphone, and the spotlight followed him. He said sadly: "My compatriots in Austria, I may not be able to see you for a long time. Now I sing a... love song for you. The love that everyone misses. I hope... you don't forget it."

Max walked onto the stage and handed the guitar to the colonel.

Trapp plucked the strings and sang "Edelweiss" affectionately:

Edelweiss, Edelweiss, / I opened my eyes and saw you. / Blossoming, small white flowers, / Like smiling faces. /Little white flowers bloom undefeated. /The undefeated little white flowers bloom! / Edelweiss, edelweiss, / embellishes the motherland with extraordinary beauty!

The whole audience listened with bated breath to this Austrian song that everyone has been singing since childhood.

Zeller (Zeller: German Nazi officer) listened dissatisfied and helplessly.

Trapp continued singing: "Edelweiss, Edelweiss," but he choked up and could hardly sing a word. At this time, Maria quickly came up and continued singing. The couple then motioned to the children to come forward and sing, and the children came over and joined in the singing. Finally, the colonel waved his hand and directed everyone to sing together, and the whole audience merged into one voice, and everyone sang in unison:

……

Blossoming, small white flowers, / like smiling faces. Face. /Little white flowers bloom undefeated. /The undefeated little white flowers bloom! / Wild chrysanthemums, wild chrysanthemums, / embellish the motherland with great beauty!

The audience burst into applause and the mood was exciting. 7. Listen to pure music and write an essay of more than 200 words

The pure music I love is fixed in the melody of piano and violin. Some pieces of music do not need human voices to add fuel to the music, but some people destroy the inherent simple beauty of pure music. A careless person like me should not be immersed in the Korean dramas of my mother-in-law and my mother, but I was trapped in an inextricable situation by those soft pure music, so I had to insist on watching the Korean dramas that I originally hated. Just to enjoy the music several times.

The tone of pure music is always lonely and contradictory. It vaguely wants to tell something, but stops talking halfway through, leaving me with the thought of aftertaste. These delicate or lingering feelings spread in my heart bit by bit, and finally densely formed a green vine, allowing my tired heart to find a place to rest.

Most of today's urban music lacks the purity and tranquility of pure music. Some people may think that these are already very outdated things. I just hope that time can stop and stop in the hurried footsteps of the past, take these beautiful things and run forward vigorously. 8. Write an essay based on the paintings or music you have admired. Urgent

Music gives the essay a voice. We live in a world full of sounds, and our ears are listening to various sounds all the time every day. All kinds of sounds; when we write compositions, we should also often write about sounds.

The sounds in the composition are felt with the ears and listened with the heart! We often require students to make their compositions vivid and colorful, and describe things comprehensively and meticulously. However, students cannot describe colors or sounds in their compositions. As a result, the articles are silent and very boring. The writer Lu Yan observed the sea with his ears and wrote about the uniqueness of the sea: "The louder the sound.

The sound of war drums, golden gongs, shouts, howls, cries, horses' hooves, wheels, machines The sound of wings was mixed together, like thousands of troops fighting.

The seawater surged wildly, swallowing up islands of all sizes. , roaring like thunder, splashing waves full of blood on our bodies."

Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" can be called a classic describing music, describing the sound of pipa. Complex and varied. For example, "The big strings are noisy like the rain, and the small strings are like whispers.

The noisy strings are mixed with bullets, big and small beads fall on the jade plate... The silver bottle is broken, water slurry bursts out, and the cavalry protrudes with swords and guns. At the end of the song, be careful to draw, and the four strings will sound like cracking silk."

Without the description of the sound, the article will lose its appeal. Music trains our sensitive ears. The curriculum standards require students to be able to feel various sounds in nature and life, to be able to feel and describe the changes in intensity and speed in music, to be able to initially identify the difference in beats, and to be able to hear the pitch, speed, and speed of the melody. Strength and weakness, the ability to perceive changes in musical themes, phrases and paragraphs, and the ability to use body posture, lines, and colors to respond accordingly, to imitate with one's own voice, and to respond emotionally or physically when listening to singing.

Music classes allow students to learn to listen carefully, ponder carefully, learn to imitate and express the pitch, length, weight, size, speed of sounds, and learn to appropriately express the emotions contained in sounds. On this basis, if they can be conscious By practicing drawing and voice, our articles will be full of dynamic music and flow with beautiful melodies. 9. Listening to Music Imagination Composition

Entering the World of Sound

Listen quickly, the sounds in nature are like a symphony, and the sounds of wind, thunder, and rain are like individual The jumping notes, rising and falling, play beautiful and elegant tunes one after another.

Look, Sister Shanyu is calling the wind and rain, how majestic she is! At this time, I seemed to hear the rhythmic footsteps of raindrops, tap, tap, tap, tap. Yudrop is a naughty child. After a while, it jumped behind Grandpa Dashu, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared again. Where did this naughty little guy go? Hey, it turns out that it jumped behind Brother Xiaocao and played hide and seek with him! Grandpa Dashu shook the "clothes" on his body and felt very comfortable after taking a good bath. After being nourished by the mountain rain, the mountains have returned to calm. The difference is that there is more water-drenched green and fresh air in the mountains.

"Boom, boom, boom", Mr. Lei beats the big drum that never leaves his body. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds. Everyone was shocked by Eunuch Lei's momentum and hurried home. At this time, Lei Gonggong was so excited and proud! The raindrops were overwhelming, giving nature a drenching rain.

Sister Feng was puffing her little cherry mouth. After a while, Mother Dashu put on new clothes; Sister Feng also made a cuckold for Brother Xiaocao; the peach blossoms also bloomed beautifully. flowers. Everyone is very grateful to Sister Feng. Because of Sister Feng, nature has once again returned to its former vitality, allowing us to see new faces. Sister Feng's footsteps have not stopped until now, she is still working in nature!

The world of audio is so amazing that I can’t help but be fascinated by it. Now, I finally entered the world of audio and discovered how fascinating it is.

Listen quickly, the sounds in nature are like a symphony, and the sounds of wind, thunder, and rain are like jumping notes, rising and falling, playing one beautiful song after another. , an elegant tune.

Look, Sister Shanyu is calling the wind and rain, how majestic she is! At this time, I seemed to hear the rhythmic footsteps of raindrops, tap, tap, tap, tap. Yudrop is a naughty child. After a while, it jumped behind Grandpa Dashu, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared again. Where did this naughty little guy go? Hey, it turns out that it jumped behind Brother Xiaocao and played hide and seek with him! Grandpa Dashu shook the "clothes" on his body and felt very comfortable after taking a good bath. After being nourished by the mountain rain, the mountains have returned to calm. The difference is that there is more water-drenched green and fresh air in the mountains.

"Boom, boom, boom", Mr. Lei beats the big drum that never leaves his body. Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds. Everyone was shocked by Eunuch Lei's momentum and hurried home. At this time, Lei Gonggong was so excited and proud! The raindrops were overwhelming, giving nature a drenching rain.

Sister Feng was puffing her little cherry mouth. After a while, Mother Dashu put on new clothes; Sister Feng also made a cuckold for Brother Xiaocao; the peach blossoms also bloomed beautifully. flowers. Everyone is very grateful to Sister Feng. Because of Sister Feng, nature has once again returned to its former vitality, allowing us to see new faces. Sister Feng's footsteps have not stopped until now, she is still working in nature!

The world of audio is so amazing that I can’t help but be fascinated by it. Now, I finally entered the audio world and discovered how fascinating the audio world is.

Or this article:

The world of sound

Sound is the enjoyment of beauty in the world, and the sound of nature is even more intoxicating. I listen to the sound of nature with my heart, Come and appreciate this wonderful natural sound.

"Boom, boom," which naughty child woke up Eunuch Lei? Father Lei yawned so loudly that the singing birds in the tree were frightened away and flew to another tree to accompany the cicadas. Spring is so beautiful. The creek water "ding-dong-ding-dong" seems to be singing to the industrious bees. The bees are "buzzing" and calling each other, as if to say: "Start work, start work. Hurry up and work." Many bees began to work while pouring out the beauty of spring. The butterfly saw how hardworking the bees were, and went over to cheer for the bees and danced gracefully for the bees.

In spring, everything in the forest starts to move. They are no longer the objects that were fixed in the forest before. They are alive and have thoughts. You see, the birds and the big trees are happily talking about the past together; the creek is playing a "lullaby" for the stones; the bees and butterflies are dancing among the flowers...

Field There is another scene, the green rice is black and immature, a breeze blows, and a green wave rises in the rice field, lying up and down, making a "sand" sound, like the sound of rain.

Autumn is here in a blink of an eye, and bees are working even harder to prepare for the winter; in the orchard, ripe fruits fall down, making a "dong-dong" sound, and the farmer uncle laughs with joy. After making a sound, the wild geese in the sky screamed "quack" and flew to the far south in neat lines.

Miss Qiu comes and goes quickly, and Granny Winter comes next. The wind was blowing "wuwu" and the snowflakes were slowly falling down. "Hahahaha", who is laughing? It turned out to be children having a snowball fight in the backyard. One was responsible for making snowballs, and the other was responsible for throwing snowballs. The snowball flew out with a "swish" and hit another child in the face. The laughter floated far and wide along the wind. Far away...

The world of audio is really colorful and ever-changing.