Senneville Tucson is also the author of the famous song "Whispering in Autumn" (note that they are two different names, not one person, and some like to write them together and then add a dot. I think it's the same person.) However, if you type your name in English, you should be able to find it.

The composers are the heads and composers of French Daphne Delphine Record Company, Paul de Chanleavy and Olivier Toussaint, who are responsible for the creation of most of Richard's original works. After that, Richard developed his own style and independently adapted some songs and famous songs.

the famous autumn whispers.

The authors of this piece are Paul Senneville and Oliver Tucson, two directors of Delpnine, as well as famous composers. But this piece is famous because Richard Clayderman is its original player.

it's a little sad, which is in line with the autumn atmosphere. Although the temperature in Lanzhou is still so high these two days, the weather is still so hot. After all, it has already passed beginning of autumn. A tune that fits the scene.

Senneville Tucson composes and Richard Clayderman plays! In fact, I have heard this song many times, and only recently have I deeply felt the artistic conception in it! Dreamy and melodious ... Listening to this tune, I feel like I'm stepping into the red carpet at this moment ... Holding her hand ... telling her ... the happiest language in the world ...! ! ...

It was a light breeze and a faint autumn sun. The leaves are red and bright, reflecting the same clean and unpolluted sky.

A little white fluffy dog ran out of the hay, and the bell around his neck rang crisp. Her little master, a girl who is about to grow up, wears bright autumn clothes and looks ruddy and warm. She picks up the puppy, kisses her, lets her go, and smiles and watches her go away. The puppy ran a few steps, but looked back at her little master, and then went again. On the bench in the park, people sat chatting, and the breeze blew their hair and their smiles. Fallen leaves floated before their eyes.

farther away, the stream did not dry up, and it was buzzing. Red leaves, like flowers, fall on the quiet water and flow far away. The sky was abrupt and it rained a little.

In the drizzle, the puppy looked back at something again, then shook himself and walked away. The last leaf floated into a fixed frame.

whispering in autumn is probably this materialized feeling. It's not satisfactory, but it's similar. What about you?

Landlord, I'll share it with you, too. If the answer is satisfactory, please give more points, and sincerely wish you good luck.

Looking for a bosom friend in high mountains and flowing water, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and meet each other.

There is a meditation hall with fragrant tea bars, which contains common background music.