Moonlight More than two hundred years ago, there was a German musician named Beethoven, who composed many famous pieces of music. Among them is a famous piano piece called "Moonlight Song", which is said to have been composed in this way. One autumn, Beethoven went to travel and perform in various places and came to a small town on the Rhine River. One night, while walking on a quiet path, he heard the intermittent sound of a piano coming from a hut, playing exactly the music he composed. Beethoven approached the hut. The sound of the piano suddenly stopped and someone was talking in the house. A girl said: "This piece of music is so difficult to play! I have only heard others play it a few times, but I can't remember how to play it. It would be great if I could hear how Beethoven played it himself. !" A man said: "Yes, but the tickets for the concert are too expensive, we can't afford it." The girl said: "Brother, don't be sad, I just said it casually." Beethoven listened. When I got here, I opened the door and walked in gently. There was a candle burning in the hut. In the dim candlelight, the man is making leather shoes. There is an old piano in front of the window. In front of the piano sits a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old. She has a pretty face but is blind. When the shoemaker saw a stranger coming in, he stood up and asked, "Sir, do you want to make shoes?" Beethoven said, "No, I'm here to play a piece of music for this girl." The girl quickly stood up and gave up her seat. Beethoven sat in front of the piano and played the piece that the blind girl had just played. The blind girl listened with rapt attention. After finishing the song, she said excitedly: "How skillful you are in playing! How deep your emotions are! You, are you Mr. Beethoven?" Beethoven did not answer. He asked the blind girl: " Do you like it? Let me play you another song." A gust of wind blew out the candle. The moonlight shines through the window, and everything in the hut seems to be covered with silver gauze, making it look particularly quiet. Beethoven looked at the brother and sister standing beside him, and pressed the keys under the quiet moonlight. The shoemaker listened quietly. He seemed to be facing the sea, and the moon was rising from where the water and the sky met. The sparkling sea surface was instantly filled with silver light. The moon rises higher and higher, passing through wisps of veil-like clouds. Suddenly, strong winds blew on the sea and huge waves rolled up. The waves illuminated by the moon were shining brightly towards the shore one after another... The shoemaker looked at his sister, the moonlight was shining on her peaceful face and her wide-open eyes. She seemed to also see a scene she had never seen before - the rough sea illuminated by the moonlight.

The brother and sister were intoxicated by the beautiful sound of the piano. When they woke up, Beethoven had already left the hut. He rushed back to the inn and spent the whole night recording the music he had just played.