2. The clear sound of the piano gurgles. As from a deep valley and a secluded mountain. Quietly dripping, dripping through the wrinkles of life, dripping through the vicissitudes of time, dripping through the blind eyes of old artists who know the world, dripping quietly.
3. This song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it on earth.
4. The piano sounds around the jungle, and the heart is trembling. The sound is like the roar of the breeze, and it is like a spring rushing.
5. Listen carefully. It's "Homesickness" played by the violin. The music seems to be from far to near, from small to large. After a gentle and indirect "overture", it is an extremely strong vibrato. The passionate notes beat my heart, and the strong rhythm makes my whole person feel like dancing. Suddenly, with a gripping double tone, the sound of the piano comes to an abrupt end. The most elegant and gentle violin sound rang again. In the slow and deep voice, with a little sense of desolation, it seemed as if a wanderer from his hometown was crying gently. I looked up at the hazy moon, and she was shining beautifully in this quiet night.
6, melodious like a mountain spring, spouting, stirring up waves from time to time, touching rocks on the shore, saying hello, whispering, and then continuing to flow forward.
7. The sound is like a butterfly spreading its wings, flapping its smart wings and flowing brightly, and it is like the distant sky beyond the Great Wall, with clear light settling.
8. The sound flowing from the fingertips is like a butterfly spreading its wings, flapping its smart wings and flowing brightly, and it is like the distant sky outside the Great Wall, with clear light settling.
9. The piano sounds around the jungle, and the heart is trembling. The sound is like the roar of the breeze.
1. I like to listen to the sound of the piano, because the sound of the piano is sometimes as rapid as Ma Benteng, sometimes as slow as flowing water, sometimes as soft as whispering, and sometimes as high as a towering mountain. Upon hearing such a tune, it seems that my whole body is immersed in the beautiful melody of music. I listen and listen, and I will fly freely, carefree and happily in the sky with the notes.
11. The melodious sound of the piano is like a cheerful stream, flowing out slowly.
12. The cheerful rhythm of the sonata immersed me in the music and tried to touch a beautiful and touching story with my jumping fingers. Gradually, entering the climax, the original cheerful, soft and lyrical tune suddenly became very passionate with the smooth accompaniment of the left hand. While I played calmly, I closed my eyes slowly and listened to my own music
13. Her dexterous fingers played on the keyboard of the piano, and a beautiful piece of music popped up. Sometimes it was bold and unrestrained, bright, sometimes euphemistic and delicate, which was really fascinating and intoxicating.
14. The piano sounds around the jungle, and the heart is trembling. The sound is like the roar of the breeze, and it is like a spring rushing.
15. On a sleepless night, I strung up the vicissitudes of life left by the years with the glass-like moonlight, plucked the strings, lingered in the pool water, stirred up ripples, and the sound of the piano went through the years, time and thoughts.
16. I like to listen to the sound of the piano. Whenever I concentrate on listening to music, my body will rise and fall, and I can't help humming. Even the birds outside the window are shaking their heads and listening, accompanied by chirping. When your hand is only one millimeter away from it, it will fly away casually. Even the most naughty puppy outside the door lay down and quietly enjoyed the wonderful music. In the sound of the piano, it seems that every still life has become the master of music, and they all jumped up and moved.
17. The sound of the piano follows the footsteps slowly, and the footsteps of the piano are followed, and the sound of broken leaves is vaguely heard, in tune with the rhythm of the piano, and then dispersed with the wind.
18. The sound of the piano still swirls on the path in the pale twilight, but it is like a clear spring that washes away the dirt of the soul and the tired dust for everyone passing by. My thoughts are gradually integrated with this clever and wonderful piano sound, and I feel detached from the world of mortals and "condensed and relaxed, in harmony with all things".
19. The beautiful piano sounds slowly, gradually overflowing like a flood, filling every space in the examination room. There seems to be a white elf dancing with the wind in the sound of the piano, and the dance is elegant and noble; It seems that there are dazzling roses blooming for the second time, flowing out the fragrance of music.
2. When flowers fall and the moon falls, people are thin. Under the same sky, who keeps a waning moon and drinks a glass of moonlight wine? For example, I am leaning against the window and enjoying the crescent moon. The past is sad, the past is played, the string is broken, and the piano echoes bleak.
21. The shadow of fleeting time, the song of the wind, the elegance of the moon, endless words, broken strings, covered with the blood of the fingers, the fixed annual rings, and the sound of the piano echoing the bleak place.
22. Touching the body of the piano, I stepped aside and sat down. I laid the piano flat and took a deep breath. My fingers began to wave on the piano, which was very smooth. Accompanied by the piano, melodious and sad songs slowly flow out
23. At night when the moonlight is like water, I can often hear the piano sound like water ring leisurely, sometimes soothing like a flowing spring, sometimes rushing like a waterfall, sometimes crisp like a jade plate, and sometimes whispering. This is a clean piano sound, carrying people's hearts back to the depths of music, looking for spiritual roses.
24. The sunset put away the last ray of light. At the moment when I turned away, the wonderful piano sounded again, which touched me inexplicably again. The ancient road echoed with the laughter of the grandfather and grandson and the touching piano sound. My step forward has become firm, because on this dark night, the touching piano sound is the beacon of my progress.
25. The sound of the piano is coming from a distance, which is long and lingering, but a kind of emotion is stirring. Although the piano sounds like a complaint, all the quietest times, the brightest wind and frost, or the original appearance, are slowly flowing.
26. The piano sounds like songs, such as the spring breeze green across the fields, such as bamboo shoots falling off their shells in the rain; Such as the sound of frogs, like the sound of lapping waves; It's like a bright moon shining in the dark, or children chasing kites ..............................................................................................................................................................
27, slightly blessed, graceful and seated. The jade finger is blown lightly, revealing a slender white jade finger. I caressed the piano face and thought deeply. The piano sounded in vain, euphemistically but resolutely, and the coupons came, like noble flowing water, gurgling charm ...
28. The cheerful rhythm of the sonata made me immerse myself in the music and tried to touch a beautiful and touching story with my jumping fingers. Gradually, entering the climax, the original cheerful, soft and lyrical tune suddenly became very passionate with the smooth accompaniment of the left hand. And I played calmly, slowly closed my eyes and listened to my own music.
29. The charm of the piano is irresistible, and the beauty of the piano makes me feel the joy of harvest. The joy of harvest has brought me the motivation to learn, and now I have a special liking for piano. It makes me intoxicated, enjoys the fun of piano in the wonderful sound, delights me, and enjoys the happiness of success in studying hard and practicing hard.
3. The sound of three stacks of orchestral pipes in Yangguan is high and decadent. Three days, pearls fall and jade plates come out of the valley. Oriole sings and sighs.
31. I play everywhere: on the piano, on the table, on the books and on the back of the bus. I like my five-finger flywheel, and I feel the joy of notes flowing, just like the flowing water under the warm sun in winter.
32. I seem to understand his piano sound. His piano sound was born in the darkness, but it doesn't belong to the darkness, but I don't want to leave the darkness. Just thinking about his life. Just like Lu Xun's life. They all love the darkness, find themselves in the darkness, and then generate's passion for life. I think this is why the old artists play such a piano sound.
33. I have been learning to play the piano since I was a child, and naturally I have a deep affection for the piano. I like listening to the piano because it is melodious, beautiful and moving. "Duo, duo, mi, mi, la, la, duo ... a few simple notes upset its original order and turned into a lively and elegant music, as if every note had a fantasy color. Listen, how wonderful it is! Every note comes to life under the magic of the player, and they jump happily.
34. The wonderful and clever piano sounds streamed from the fingers, like a little silk flowing through the heart, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.
35. I changed a tune. Oh, it's a famous piano song-Ode to Joy, which was composed by the great musician Beethoven after he was deaf. This tune is gentle and familiar to me. I sang it at the opening ceremony of this year's Shanghai World Expo. The familiar melody brought everyone's mood to the highest point. But in this quiet night, I feel that it has a special flavor.
36. The sound of the piano is the resurrection of the soul, which stirs the heart into the condensed picture. In the silence, the ginkgo tree stands high in the garden and sings autumn silently. The yellow leaves of the Erythrina tree have already been filled with autumn, waiting for the wind to come and pick them up.
37. The sound of the piano passes through the door knocker covered with verdigris, the riverbank covered with fishing fires, the reeds covered with fluorescent light, the alley around the inn, the alley in the suburbs, the village entrance with cold wind, and the quiet curtain, swinging leisurely ~~
38. The soothing tone, soft piano sound and crisp children's voice are like this night. The evening breeze gently brushed my cheeks, and I seemed to smell the faint fragrance of flowers. I put my hand out of the window, as if to catch all this sent by nature. Although there was nothing in my hand, I felt heavy. At this time, I have already become a part of this harmonious scene. Between heaven and earth, there are only the moon, the piano, the evening breeze and me.
39. Suddenly, a melodious piano sound mixed with a gentle breeze was gently sent to my ears. The wonderful piano sound seems far away, unavailable, and close, lingering in my ears. I stopped, let this string of smart jumping notes gently slide across my heart and dance happily.
4. The piano sounds like songs, such as the spring breeze across the fields, such as the bamboo shoots falling off their shells; Such as the sound of frogs, like the sound of lapping waves; It's like a bright moon shining in the dark, or children chasing kites ..............................................................................................................................................................
41. The sound flowing from the fingertips is like a butterfly spreading its wings, flapping its smart wings and flowing brightly, and it is like the distant sky beyond the Great Wall, with clear light settling.
42. The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous-like a mountain spring winding from a valley and flowing slowly.
43. Sit down slowly and gently stroke the strings with slender and elegant hands. . . Touched the layers of rippling music. The timbre is like a clear water, clear and clear. . . Like a breeze on the lake on a summer night. . Relaxed and fresh ... After a song, get up. . A captivating smile
44. The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous-like a mountain spring winding from a valley, flowing slowly
45. At this time, the music is getting deeper and deeper, and I suddenly realized the deep homesickness in "lifting myself to look, I found that it was moonlight, sinking back again, I thought suddenly of home" and understood Yu Guangzhong's "Homesickness" for his mainland mother. They are all wanderers who left home and wrote it with helplessness.
46. The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous-like a mountain spring winding from a valley and flowing slowly.
47. ...High rose Li Palace, entering blue clouds, and far and wide the breezes carried magical notes.
48. The beautiful piano sounds slowly, gradually overflowing like a flood, filling every space in the examination room. There seems to be a white elf dancing with the wind in the sound of the piano, and the dance is elegant and noble; It seems that there are dazzling roses blooming for the second time, flowing out the fragrance of music.
49. The piano sounds like songs, such as the spring breeze across the fields, such as the bamboo shoots falling off their shells; Such as the sound of frogs, like the sound of lapping waves; It's like a bright moon shining in the dark, like children chasing kites … Oh, only those who love life and are full of love have such a heart!
5. The jade hand is frivolous, and I saw the Sandy jade finger playing fast on the strings. The sound of the piano was sharp and high, but it was not abrupt. It's like countless fierce horses running, strong and fierce ... The sound stops, and the light smile
51. I danced my fingers to find the mirror table that belongs to me. Later, I found that all I was looking for was the beautiful piano sound between my fingers.
52. The piano is playing in the dust, and the moon is bright and clear. When people are relaxed and happy, a breeze fluctuates in their ears. From afar, the sound of the piano is lingering, but a kind of emotion is stirring. Although the piano sounds like a complaint, all the quietest times, the brightest wind and frost, or the original appearance, are slowly flowing. The sound of the piano is like a complaint, which is to clarify the heart after Qian Fan, and to precipitate all the grandeur when we are separated by the sea. After understanding, under every note, a calm and flexible mind is buried.
53. Take a deep breath and relax slowly without losing that feeling and charm. Go on with the last performance. I was absorbed until the end of the last ending, and my body and mind were integrated into the music.
54. The jade hand is frivolous, and I saw the Sandy jade finger playing fast on the strings. The sound of the piano was sharp and high, but it was not abrupt. It's like countless spirited horses running, strong and fierce ...
55. Those wonderful notes are slowly flowing from the strings. His musical instruments are sometimes high-pitched and passionate, like the sea beating against the coast at high tide, sometimes euphemistically low, like an old loving mother calling for a long-lost child; Sometimes it is crisp and light, like a gentle breeze blowing through a green bamboo forest ...
56. The piano sounds again, rising and falling, deep, tactfully and without losing its excitement.