In daily study, work and life, many people have the experience of writing essays, so they are all familiar with it. Writing essays can exercise our habit of being alone, calm down and think. own future direction. So have you ever understood composition? The following are the compositions about me and the piano that I have collected for everyone. They are for reference only. I hope they can help you. Me and the Piano Composition 1

A ray of warm sunshine shines down on this piano. The dust on it has disappeared, and ten nimble fingers are beating on the keys, playing the same song - "Wind Tunnel".

Ever since I passed that store, I have been inseparable from the piano. The name of that store is "Dove". I made up my mind to tell my mother that I wanted to learn piano, and my mother agreed. From then on, I became diligent, practicing four hours a day and doing all the homework the teacher taught me. But the homework assigned by the teacher became more and more difficult. It took me five minutes to recognize many of the sounds before I could barely recognize them. But I still said to myself seriously: "Don't give up. The road to learning piano is not very easy." So every time I failed, I got up and said to myself every time: "Don't give up." But I told myself "Don't give up." Even if you give up, you won’t be able to play that piece of music well.

I feel like I am beginning to hate pianos, so much so that I wish all pianos in the world would disappear. This idea was so terrifying that even I was shocked. But the teacher's attitude puzzled me. Every time I asked the teacher why I couldn't play well, the teacher would just say "Calm down" and walk away.

I was discouraged and felt that I should not have come to learn piano in the first place. This thought continued until I saw her position.

That day, I was walking when I suddenly saw a girl playing "Wind Tunnel" in Dove Music Store. I froze, how beautiful this music was! I seem to see a bright moon, stars dotting the night, thin clouds slowly, the moon and stars look shyly at the earth and me. Crops danced in the breeze, returning birds flew in the sky, donkeys and horses snorted in the thatched cottages, crickets sang softly in the wind, and the stars blinked again...

I suddenly understood what "calm down" meant. I immediately ran home and spent an afternoon playing the song "Wind Tunnel".

Since then, playing the piano has become a hobby that I can’t let go of, and it has also become a part of my soul. Me and the Piano Composition 2

When I was three or four years old, I passed by a piano store and heard a beautiful and pleasant piano sound. I fell in love with the sound at once.

As time went by and I grew up, my determination to learn piano remained unchanged. I made a military order to my mother - no matter how hard and tiring it is, I must persist in learning piano well.

As the difficulty of the music increases, it requires dozens or even hundreds of repeated practices to master it, and practice becomes boring and uninteresting. My mother was right, learning piano is really hard and tiring. Gradually I came up with the idea of ??giving up. At this time, my mother encouraged me to be down-to-earth. After listening to my mother's words, I remembered my firm determination when I was learning the piano, so I gritted my teeth and continued the boring practice.

When I was learning the piano, I met a particularly good teacher—Teacher Zhou Hong. Whether it was the most basic finger exercises or the performance of big pieces, she was particularly good at it. She always corrects me when I make mistakes, encourages me when I feel discouraged, and often tells me stories in piano music, which makes me feel that learning piano is very interesting.

Under the guidance of Teacher Zhou, I have achieved gratifying results again and again: I won the national special prize in the 20xx Young Performer National Finals; I won the 20xx Los Angeles Piano Open in the United States. Second Prize in the Sonata Category...

Through piano learning, I understand that learning requires perseverance, down-to-earth and accumulation over time. Me and the Piano Composition 3

Open the piano cover, and a row of keys shines charmingly under the light. It’s been half a year, and I haven’t even touched the piano cover.

No need to review, the C major scale is augmented with arpeggios, and the hands are dancing on the keys. Three times, all correct. I smiled with satisfaction. These basic skills will never be forgotten.

The next few songs are all familiar to me, but when I play them, I always feel that something is missing. The "Minuet" cannot be "danced" at all, and the "Romance" has no romantic atmosphere at all... "Lack of emotion is your biggest shortcoming." This is what my former piano teacher told me. Later, I tried to dissolve myself into the music, but the music played like this, according to the teacher, danced to the sky as a "minuet" - it was too exaggerated.

I remember that a friend once listened to the music I played and said to me with a smile: "It's really good." I said: "But I didn't feel anything good. All my energy was gone." On the 'play'." After hearing my words, she was still envious and said, "Isn't it beautiful to listen to the music flowing from your hands?" I was shocked, yes, this feeling must be very good. Beautiful, but I never realized it. This may be the reason why I can't play the piano with my heart!

Although my musical level is limited to that of a music lover, my love for music has never stopped. This is largely due to my parents’ upbringing. My parents never forced me to practice playing the piano when I was a child. When I grew up, I asked them why they hired a teacher but didn’t force me to practice. They told me they never expected me to be an artist. I think that although they did not enable me to pass the piano level 9 or 10, they maintained my sincere yearning and love for art.

Music needs to be understood carefully. I will not be an artist, nor do I have a high piano level. Although it makes me a little regretful, I will never regret it. Because I will always maintain my love for music and art. When you are happy, share it with it; when you are depressed, talk to it. This is enough. Now, I realize that there is something called emotion between me and the piano. Me and the Piano Composition 4

I have a brown piano at home, which was a ninth birthday gift from my mother.

Initially, I got into piano because I had time on weekends and my mother thought I had a strong sense of rhythm and was interested in music.

During this summer vacation, I basically went to the piano store to practice every day. My mother thought: It would be too troublesome to take time to accompany my child every day. How convenient it would be if I bought a piano for my child at home! Later, my father found out that there were two pianos in an uncle's house, so we bought a second-hand piano from there (although it was second-hand, it had not been used).

The day when the piano was installed was the most exciting day for me. In the past, I could only admire it in the piano store, but now a real piano is placed in my living room. I finally have my own piano!

A lot of things happened in the process of learning piano, some were pleasant and some were unpleasant. The pleasant thing is that as long as I practice seriously every day, my mother will reward me with pocket money, and the teacher's praise when I learn the piano also makes me feel happy; the unpleasant thing is that since I learned the piano, I have been asked to play in front of the piano for about an hour every day. , for the playful me, it is really uncomfortable to sit still for a long time. Several times I had the idea of ??giving up, but with my mother’s persistence and encouragement, I survived.

Now I have a beautiful feeling for the piano. If I don’t touch it every day, I will feel itchy. Thinking of my parents being intoxicated by the sound of my piano, I became more confident in learning the piano. I will work harder on learning piano in the future. Me and the Piano Composition 5

You only have two simple colors: black and white, but you can speak the most beautiful language that the whole world can understand. Of course, this is inseparable from my contribution. Although you are tall and powerful, I am just a little kid. But you and I can't live without each other. Without my conductor, you are just a mute; if I leave you, my piano, no matter how hard and dexterous my little hands are, it will not be able to tune.

Since kindergarten, you and I have become good friends.

You bring me a lot of happiness, I like you, but sometimes, I hate you, especially when I really want to play.

Because of you, I got to know the staff. I practice on your black and white keys every day. From the beginning, all I could do on you was "duo". Slowly, I would play "Serenade", "Waltz", "Fantasy", "Rhapsody" on you... As I seriously During practice, when I use my fingers to touch every precise spot on your body, you will feel as comfortable as enjoying a massage, and your voice will be particularly beautiful. When I am impatient, you seem to feel particularly uncomfortable, using that uncoordinated and messy voice to deal with me, and your parents come to me angrily to control me. So, I became obedient, and so did you. Our cooperation became more and more pleasant, and we produced more and more wonderful sounds.

In the morning, I went to school, and you were like a "lonely river" waiting for me to come back quietly. In the evening, when I came home from school and finished my homework, I could sit in front of you and touch you with my hands, and you would wake up. So, we "Played on the Beach" together again, and the house became noisy again.

My piano, you and I will always be good friends! Me and the Piano Composition 6

In the living room, a touch of steady black remains the same. It was a piano. I walked up to it and lifted the cover. The black and white keys were still clear and fresh. Put your hands on the keys, and a string of smart notes pour out, making people mesmerized.

When I was young, I was not familiar with the piano. I just heard the sound of the piano by chance, the heart-stirring melody, the beautiful tune, like a clear spring water, ethereal and pure. It was during this encounter with the piano that I fell in love with it, so I ran to tell my mother about my interest, and she agreed without even thinking about it.

When I first came into contact with it, I was quite curious and interested in the piano. But as I continued to practice, when I was 9 years old, I gradually became bored with the piano and even didn’t want to play it. I have the idea of ??learning. I get bored because I play the same thing all day long, and it gets progressively more difficult. In anger, I threw the book on the ground with a bang and pouted. My mother got angry and scolded me. I couldn't bear it anymore, so I rushed out of the living room, ran into my room, lay on the bed and cried uncontrollably. I simply stopped playing, until one day, my mother said to me sincerely: "Son, you said you wanted to learn it at first, but now you don't want to learn it either. It's not that you are ****ing me, it's that you can't give up on doing things halfway. , All your efforts are in vain! Think about it carefully." I was speechless and kept wandering in the contradiction. Later, I felt that what my mother said made sense. Looking back now, I feel a trace of regret in my heart for having such naive thoughts.

From the ignorance before, to the awakening now. I have a clearer understanding of the piano and my interest in the piano has become stronger. In order to gain more musical literacy, I began to practice hard day and night, and my hands were calloused, but I thought: It’s not a big deal, I just gritted my teeth and got through it. After years of hard work, I finally obtained the eighth-level honorary certificate. Every night, the melodious sound of "dong dong dong" lingers in my ears, and even I am immersed in it.

Now, I often feel how lucky I was. I chose the piano and persisted. Now, I am immersed in the wonderful sea of ??music, guided by interests, and enjoying the influence of art. .

The piano enriches my life, purifies my soul, embellishes my life, and fills my life with colorful sunshine! Me and the Piano Composition 7

Watching the grand pianist Lang Lang’s spirited performance on the stage on TV, my thoughts were fixed on the time I went to school in Little Harvard Kindergarten 5 years ago: Carrying a schoolbag When I reported to school, I saw a group of children gathered in a circle. A female teacher was playing the huge musical instrument in front of me with her slender fingers in the middle of the classroom. Her elegant posture and beautiful music deeply moved me. , I shouted to my mother in surprise: "Piano, Mom, this is the piano played by the great pianist on TV. This piano is so beautiful, and the sound it plays is so beautiful." When I got home from school, I took out my toys Electronic keyboard, imitating the way the teacher plays the piano, not to mention how happy it is... But this scene was discovered by my attentive mother, who regarded me as a treasure and bought me a piano without hesitation. When I came home from school in the evening, I saw the black piano in the room. I ran forward and gently touched every part of the piano. I couldn't express my excitement in words. I just said silently in my heart: I must practice the piano well. You must be like the pianist on TV, playing beautiful music on the stage, and have a romantic date with the piano when you pass the eighth grade of piano. This date will be unique, but there will definitely be a mother on this date. accompany.

The piano is my close partner. When I first started practicing piano, I was very interested. Under the guidance of my piano teacher, I successfully passed the Level 4 piano exam at the age of 7. The life of practicing piano was pleasant and exciting at first, but it was also quite boring. It was very painful to practice a piece of music every day until my fingers went numb every day. So, I soon became bored with the piano. I didn't touch the piano for a long time, and the teacher couldn't do anything to me. At this time, my mother called me to the room and said earnestly: "Jiajia, no matter what you do, you don't have three minutes of enthusiasm. Don't do it." If you encounter difficulties, choose to escape. If you want to practice piano well, you must have the spirit of perseverance." He told me about the great pianist Lang Lang who practiced piano hard when he was young. Finally, my mother whispered in my ear: "Aren't we still going on a date with the piano? Have you forgotten?" So I started practicing piano every day again, and gradually, the piano became my close partner.

Piano is my excellent teacher. In the process of practicing piano, I practice a piece of music repeatedly in order to lay a solid foundation and practice basic skills, so that I can play more beautiful music. This also taught me: No matter what you do, you must be down-to-earth, do the current thing step by step, and persist in doing ordinary and simple things well, and you will definitely make rapid progress.

Now I am a fifth grade student in elementary school. While doing well in my studies, I have not left the piano behind. No matter how fun it is outside, I will spend 4 hours a week on it. Time to practice piano. Because I have always been looking forward to the day when I go on a date with the piano. For this date, I must be fully prepared. I also often fantasize about the day when I go on a date with the piano. Countless scenes flash in my mind, but the only thing I can do is What is certain is that as long as I practice piano at a steady pace, the scene will be filled with flowers, blessings and applause on the date... Me and the Piano Composition 8

The piano is a very elegant thing instrument, he is a good friend of mine. Between me and the piano, there is happiness and pain. It makes me understand what persistence is and that only by giving can I gain something.

I remember one summer evening when I was three years old, my mother and I went for a walk, and I was attracted by the beautiful sound of the piano.

"Mom, listen, listen carefully." I said curiously.

"It's the music played by the piano, it's the sound of the piano." It was the first time I knew that the sound of the piano was so beautiful.

When I was six years old, my parents gave me a piano for my birthday. I jumped up with joy and gently touched it with my hands. A few days later, my mother told me that she had hired a very famous piano teacher for me.

That day, when I arrived at my teacher’s house, the first thing I saw was a beautiful black piano. Standing next to the piano was a young, handsome and affable teacher. He took me to the piano and told me a touching story. story, and then as his fingers ran quickly on the keys, the keys kept beating up and down, and a cheerful, melodious music sounded in my ears. The teacher said: "Listen, the children are jumping from the hillside. They ran up and down, listen, they are playing games! "It turns out that music can speak, and from then on I started learning piano.

Two years have passed, and I am no longer the me who couldn’t read staff or play scales. I started learning chords and more difficult pieces, no matter how much homework I had to do every day. , I have to sit at the piano and practice. My fingers are sore and painful from practicing, but I still have to practice. I feel sleepy. I also have to practice, but the boring notes keep beating in front of my eyes, which makes me dazzled. I really regret why I chose to learn piano in the first place. My classmates who don’t practice piano are so happy. They have a lot of time to surf the Internet and watch TV. I really envy them!

One day, my mother-in-law bought back a book " "Lang Lang, Journey of a Thousand Miles, My Story" was given to me. This book tells the story of pianist Lang Lang. I was attracted by Lang Lang's story. In order to learn the piano well, he got up at 5 o'clock every morning to practice the piano before going to school. Except for class and homework, he spent all the time practicing the piano. At that time, he was only an eight or nine-year-old child. Every step of his success was achieved with tears and sweat. I was deeply moved by her persistence in learning, and I secretly made up my mind to persevere!

A month later, I participated in a piano competition. The scene was something I had never seen before. There was only one piano in the performance room, and there were five judges sitting in front of it, quietly. There was a hall outside the playing room with a big screen showing the live performance. The hall was full of listeners. I was very nervous and was afraid of making mistakes. My grandma patted me on the shoulder and encouraged me, saying: "Don't be nervous, just work hard." That's it." I finally finished playing a Beethoven piece. When I walked out of the performance room, I heard a burst of warm applause. When I saw the score was 97.8, I was so happy that my heart seemed to jump out of my throat. . I'm happy for what I achieved.

Piano, I love you! You taught me persistence, hard work and confidence. Me and the Piano Composition 9

When I opened the floodgates of memory, past events came flooding back to me. The most unforgettable one was practicing piano when I was a child.

At that time, I had to go to the teacher’s house every week. Every time, I always came back with new homework. Looking at the increasingly difficult music scores, I felt extremely frustrated. At the beginning of every week, I always sit in front of the piano, looking at the new sheet music, and the unpleasant sounds come out in my hands. I often feel useless, and tears keep flowing. I can't play the piano music, I must be a complete idiot, and I will definitely not be able to learn anything in the future. Thinking like this, tears kept flowing to the piano and to my hands, but I didn't care, still stubbornly thinking that I didn't care. No matter how hard you play this new piece of music, you can't play it well, just like a child who can't walk can never climb a high mountain.

Even if I think so in my heart, I still have to continue practicing piano. However, just as this continued, things took a turn for the better. This situation changed after a few days. Every weekend, after a week of practice, I could basically play the music very skillfully. When I played the homework assigned to me by the teacher last week at the teacher’s house, There is always a sense of pride in my heart. The beauty of the piano brought me into a wonderful forest environment, where there are gentle sunshine, bright green grass, happy animals, and gentle birdsong. However, after the happiness, I will embark on a new journey. The journey begins with hard days. Complete Collection of Weekly Diaries

Gradually, piano music accompanied me as I grew up. I understood the principle that "difficulties are not terrible" and that "difficulties are like springs. If you are weak, they will be strong." , and also understood that "persistence is victory." Difficulties are like piano music. Only if you face it can victory beckon to you. Me and the Piano Composition 10

I have a teacher whose fingers can dance - Teacher Dong.

Whenever I see Teacher Dong’s slender hands playing piano music, I feel envious and think: When can I be like Teacher Dong!

I chose piano as an elective course this semester, because my mother said that learning piano can not only make people smarter, but also make people more temperamental, so I like playing piano.

When I first started learning piano, my eyes were dazzled when I saw the strings of tadpole-like music scores in the book. They seemed to be saying: "Kids, keep learning! We will soon learn." We will become good friends! I will let you play beautiful music!" I seemed to be inspired and worked hard to understand the music. Soon I can play 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 1!

But the more I study, the harder it becomes. I no longer have confidence in myself. I am not paying attention in class. I look here and there, then I stand up and walk around. I return when I hear the teacher’s footsteps. Practice on your seat.

When I got home, I said to my mother: "Mom, I don’t want to learn anymore!" My mother smiled and said, "I can’t do anything, I’m afraid someone will tell me." My mother’s words inspired me, so, I secretly made up my mind to learn the piano well!

In every subsequent piano lesson, I listened attentively and memorized every word, wow! I have made great progress, from the third to the ninth, and from the tenth to the sixteenth... Look at the beautiful posture of those fingers! From finger-piercing to finger-crossing, from jumping to stopping... he played it very skillfully. My

fingers can learn basic dance steps! Although I am not as good as Teacher Dong, I believe that with hard work, I will definitely have a pair of dancing hands!