Over the past four years, I have taken countless classes. The one that impressed me most was an open music class last year.

The theme of this class is "Dizi and Xiao." When the teacher asked us: "Who knows the difference between flute and Xiao?" We all shook our heads, you look at me, I look at you, No one answered. "Please look at the big screen." Several flutes and flutes appeared on the big screen. From the screen, we got to know the shapes of flutes and flutes respectively, and also learned about their types and characteristics. The teacher asked again: "Do you know the difference between the sounds produced by the flute and the flute?" We shook our heads again. "Now, please let the students enjoy two pieces of music." The slow and low music first flowed from the speakers. It was so melodious. The teacher told us that it was the sound of the flute. Then, the teacher played the second piece of music, which was completely different from the first piece. It was sometimes crisp and cheerful, sometimes melodious, like an oriole singing on a branch; like a deer running in the forest... It was really wonderful. Awesome. Ah, this is the sound of the flute we are familiar with. Next, the teacher asked the students to play a song for their parents with their own recorders. We immediately played with great enthusiasm, and the parents raised their hands along with our melody. When the sound of the flute just fell, the teacher pulled out a bamboo flute from behind the piano and said, "I'm going to play the song "Stop the Horses" for everyone!" We immediately became excited. We swayed with the ups and downs of the flute, and a prairie seemed to appear in front of us. The herders, sitting on horseback, led the horses to gallop on the vast grassland... Everyone was immersed in the wonderful flute sound.

I really like this novel and unforgettable music class