Word about Music Essay 9
In our daily study, work or life, we all inevitably come into contact with essays, right? Writing essays can exercise our habit of solitude, quiet our mind and think about our future direction. What kind of an essay can be called an excellent essay? The following is my collection of 9 word essays on music, welcome to share with you.
The word of music essay Part 1
I listened to your breathing, with your rhythm, after countless collisions, stirring, tempering, two pianos bloomed the most brilliant fireworks of the concerto. Music itself is the game, play music with friends, talk with music, can let me forget all the troubles, break free from the shackles of pressure, is my complementary life energy method.
Music is our **** the same language, because there is a soulmate, so the interpretation of the natural, in the music of the conversation, hear the sincere friendship. We are in the piano room, leaving behind the pendulum of reality, slowly chewing music, each other to experience the feeling of a heart in two bodies, so that the frequency of the two pianos to produce **** song, so that the lead and accompaniment to achieve a complete understanding, immersed in the world of the two melodic lines of the intertwined world, unloading the heavy weight of the addition of the body, the notes through the body to give us the energy in the music, the corners of our mouths with a smile, sighs of repressed faces have been We forget, because there are like-minded friends, we make a perfect explanation for "one plus one is greater than two", we understand that in addition to a true friend, there is not the same potion can be through the heart.
The two pianos are sometimes competing, sometimes reflecting each other, we still reserve space for each other's performance, who does not catch anyone, our high emotions, spread out of the piano room, and so on each other back to God, only to find that the lights have been darkened, leaving only the moon's faint light near the sixth floor, closed the piano cover, put away the wings of fantasy, everything comes back to reality, the notes quietly into my lonely inner world, the note Reproduced our *** enjoy the good times, so that the friendship continues to sublimate, the notes to take us through the obstacles, enthusiastic to meet the future, heavy relief, the pressure is far away, and friends to go to the world of fantasy to walk back, the body and mind are full of energy.
The music of the conversation needs two people to complete, and only two of the music, in order to open the mood heavy fog, cut through the heavy night, so that the energy through the darkness came to me in front of the eyes, through the music of the conversation, I tasted the taste of life energy soup.
Everyone has a dream or two. Some people want to be writers who can write beautiful words and phrases, professors who have a wealth of knowledge, or singers with sweet voices, but my dream is not the same as the average person's. My dream is to be a musician who is very famous and who can compose his own music.
Since kindergarten, I have been exposed to music. My teacher taught us to recognize notes and sing songs, and when we were good, she would let us go to the music classroom to play the electronic piano. At that time, I loved playing the piano so much that I asked my mom to let me go to the piano class, and my mom agreed, and I have been learning the piano for more than 5 years since I started my first year of kindergarten. Learning piano can relieve the pressure of my homework, and when I am in a bad mood, the beautiful melody can soothe my heart and restore my happy mood. When I was in the fourth grade, I read a book of Beethoven's stories, and since then, I have wanted to be like Beethoven and become a musician who can compose music.
Dreams are like a sapling, you have to cultivate them hard to grow up; dreams are like a marathon race that goes round and round, and when you are almost at the finish line, you should never give up halfway. As long as I practice hard and don't give up easily, I will have a chance to reach my goal - to be a good musician.
"The dream" is far away, but I firmly believe that one step at a time, there will be a harvest when you pay. I will take my music sapling, cultivated into a strong music tree, let him bloom beautiful flowers, bear sweet fruit, hope that everyone who hears my music can forget the sadness and pain, a pleasant smile.
Word of Music Essay Part 3I love the wonderful melody of music, and whenever I hear the melody of a song, I can't help but hum along. I love music, not just that, because whenever you listen to music with your heart, you will find that it can give you a wonderful, beautiful and with a mysterious fantasy color.
Although I like to listen to those popular, fashionable music, but I think, exudes a soft and beautiful music is not so, that kind of music is issued from the piano that makes people drowsy, Tao Tao want to get drunk.
One night, I was lying in bed, listening over and over again to "Sea Piano", which I had painstakingly searched for on the Internet. The music began. The beginning of the tune is very happy, like fish, shrimp and crabs and other living creatures on the beach free and joyful play, pleasant to the ear, very beautiful ...... However, the music is a little bit of a turn to the climax. Climax part began, at this time, the happy tune is no longer happy, the music is up and down, sometimes high and sometimes low; high time is like a thunderclap like loud; low time is like a stick gently hit the wooden board like calm and dull. Although the music rises and falls, but it is mixed with a few points of calm, just like the surface of the rough sea, but the bottom of the sea is as calm as a mirror ...... music a little bit from the climax to the end of the music. Music a little bit of calm down, high-pitched tune slowly become melancholy, let a person feel a little lonely and sad. At this time, the sad tune seems to make the stars in the sky and the moon are quiet. The sky is quiet, the night is quiet, the stars and the moon are quiet, it seems that the whole world is also quiet. Light and fluttering music, as if a charming flower, exudes a hazy and clear floral scent, at this time, I turned my head and shot my eyes out of the window, I feel, at this time, the beauty of the night sweet people, the beauty of the dazzle ......
Music of the word Essay Part 4You ask me who I am, haha, this is not even know, I'm the soon-to-be stand out of the I'm the little musician - Lu Tingying! I have loved music since I was a child, and I have been learning pipa since I was four years old. Later, I trained hard and got many awards in different places respectively.
I remember one time, my pipa teacher Mr. Cheng said to me seriously, "In five days, you will participate in the National Push New Talent Competition go home and step up your practice, come up with a good result to return your mom and dad!"
Back home, I picked up the pipa, began to practice, but my head thought of all did not get will come back to be the father's scenario, I shook my head, thought: will not, as long as the good practice, will be able to get good results!
In the next few days, I stepped up my practice, because I know that I have little time left.
Five days later, I boarded the plane to Beijing, all the way to Beijing, I was very heavy hearted, are not in the mood to appreciate the scenery along the way, I do not know how long, we came to Beijing, I put on a new dress, nervous hands shaking, my father seems to see my mind, and quickly encouraged me: "Do not be nervous, Dad believe you! " Dad's words were like a ray of sunshine that shone into my heart, I smiled sweetly at my dad, then I walked onto the stage confidently, sliding my fingers lightly on the strings, a small note seemed to be playing a game with me, leading me to the ocean of music, I closed my eyes until I finished the last note. The stage immediately rang a thunderous applause, I walked off the stage, ushered in my father's warm smile ......
Now, I have successfully got the first prize of the National Push Newcomer Competition in Nantong, Nanjing and Beijing, which can be all with my sweat for ah! Although I got good results, but I can not be proud, must work harder to get the best results.
Word of Music Essay Part 5That day at dusk, I greeted the cool guest air after the rain, looking for those notes that I thought were wonderful ......
I think there is nothing in this world that makes me feel happier than listening to music! Listening to other people's words will make me feel the power of knowledge! And listening to music played by others will make me feel an indescribable joy and peace ......
Listen, the church is singing hymns! That's still a bunch of kids! They use childish and nice voice to describe for us the appearance of God: brown hair, a halo over the face; dark blue eyes, as if the sea azure waves; high winged running beams, a white robe, and angels standing beside him, he is looking at the good people smile ...... Listening to the music, I can even see How many wrinkles on God's forehead ...... God is not the voice of the ages, he is also the vicissitudes of the old man, only people do not want him to be old, always sing him as young. The innocent voice sings so well! Make people feel relaxed and happy.
Listening to the children sing, I stood in front of the church a little long, legs stand numb ......
So slow Ni towards the street square, where is the best place for people to cool off - grass, trees, fountains. Young and old were sitting together under the trees, talking about endless interesting things. I walk alone, weaving in the crowd, came to a fountain around ...... suck, here also stand, sit, sit, walk, a dense pile of people, they are in the fountain high water mist under the cool, is so enjoyable. The eyes are limited to appreciate the fountain's various changes, the ears listen to the language of musical instruments-
The saxophone and the branches sway together, the accordion and the pigeons together with the melodious, the drums and the erhu together with the graceful and graceful, the violin, the flute, the tambourine, as well as the trumpet's voice ...... can't tell which is Chinese, some is Western, and the other is Chinese, and the other is Western. The sounds of violins, flutes, tambourines, and trumpets are all mixed together, playing a melody that belongs only to them. ...... The crowd gathers for the music, and the music is wild for the crowd! The fountain jumped over the shoulders of the crowd, trying its best to enjoy the performance. Music seems to be selfless, but also faithful, song after song, wonderful light show, accompanied by you, for you to praise the melodious ...... listening to listen to the powder, I smiled. Because I felt the music brought me joy!
Ya, the day gradually darkened, the square lights spread up. Well, today is here first ...... I turned my head and began to walk back, unconsciously. I came to the door of a musical instrument store. This store has not yet closed, everything inside and daytime compared to seem calm ...... a music played on the guitar vaguely sound ...... so light I is like a cheerful spring, the old berth flow, during which there are always so many flat beach like quiet ...... Maybe it is the tune is not too familiar with the sake of it, in the climax of the part is always pause; and like who threw the stone into the spring splashing the sound of the water waves, ding dong ding dong ...... listen to the powder to listen to, I smiled again! I once again feel the joy that music brings me!
The word music essay Part 6What is music? Music and human life interest, aesthetic interest, speech, behavior, interpersonal relationships and so on, there is a certain correlation. Therefore, the impact of high quality music on people is very different from that of low quality music.
Music is the art of expressing people's feelings, showing their feelings, and entrusting their feelings to them. Whether it is singing, playing, or listening, it connotes the factors that link people's emotions inextricably. Why can music express people's feelings? Because the sound and the sound of the connection or overlap, there is a high and low, dense, strong and weak, thick and thin, light and dark, strong and soft, ups and downs, breaks and so on, it has a certain correlation with the rhythm of the human pulse and the ups and downs of the feelings and so on. Especially on the human psyche, will play a role in the influence of words can not be described.
Why do people like to listen to music? And why is it that most people don't want to watch a movie for the second time after they've seen it once, but they listen to music "over and over again" for a long time? What's the secret? What is the secret here? This is because "objects" in the objective world can make all kinds of "sounds", and these objects are closely related to our "personal interests" and "safety"; therefore, those "objects" can make all kinds of "sounds", and those "objects" are closely related to our "personal interests" and "safety". "So those "objects" of the various "sound" also "harm and benefit" and so on linked together, and our "joy, anger, sadness and happiness" is associated with the "hazards and benefits" of things to us, so when we hear similar "sounds", we will have a When we hear similar "sounds", we will have "emotional" changes (equivalent to conditioned reflex); similarly, various "sounds" can also trigger a variety of "thinking". "Music can help us "strengthen our emotions" and "think" about various things, so we naturally like it.
For a movie, people are more likely to watch the plot and learn from the experience, but once they're done, they're generally not interested in watching it a second time; for a movie, people are more likely to watch the plot and learn from the experience. As for "music", people want to feel various "emotions" or "think" through "music". "So naturally they will "listen" to it over and over again. Various movie clips with corresponding music, creating various corresponding emotional atmosphere, will make us look and feel more.
People like sad music when they are sad or troubled, which expands their emotions, which in turn creates the motivation to solve problems (like fear, which creates the motivation to run away, or a mother's motivation to save her son), which in turn solves the problems.
People will like to listen to some calm light music when they are confused and restless, which will lead to a variety of "calm" and "smooth" feelings and emotions, which will be conducive to rational problem solving and maintaining mental health. When people are happy and passionate, they like to listen to some cheerful and dynamic music. People who like to think about some strange and special things will listen to alternative music.
Music is a form of social behavior, through which people can communicate with each other about their emotions and life experiences. This role is most prominent in songs. Music is a kind of art that can be comprehended by hearing, seeing and feeling, and music is a kind of art that allows people to enjoy poetic pleasure. Music is the art of emotion, which attracts people with emotion, moves people with emotion, feels for people, transforms people with emotion, and nurtures people with emotion. The beauty of music everywhere reflects the beauty of humanity, the beauty of literature, the beauty of art, the beauty of harmony, the beauty of wisdom, the beauty of life, the beauty of the heart.
Music condenses nature's treasures, like the universe's mysterious celestial music. Listen to the music, feel the solemnity of the majestic, the roughness of the deep, the boldness of the tragic, the elegant and gorgeous, the elegance of the bleak, the lively and enthusiastic, the cheerfulness of the easy, the clarity of the bright. Feel that beautiful melody, that flowing notes, that reverberating passion. That is the call of the heart, that is the outpouring of love, that is the smelting of love, that is the inculcation of beauty. That is the strings of the human emotions, so that hundreds of millions of hearts to produce **** Ming, enjoy the shock and moisturizing of the United States.
Songs like poetry, poems like songs, poems in the song, poetry in the song, the meaning of its endless, beautiful, so that the more people taste the more taste: such as the spring breeze, such as flooding the boat, such as galloping steeds, such as "on the nine days to catch the moon, under the five seas to catch turtles". "This song should only be found in heaven, and can be heard a few times on earth". Music shakes one's heart, delights one's heart, refreshes one's lungs and moves one's heart; music is like a dream, like a fire, like a flowing river, like a burning passion. Music brings people the kind of only can be understood and not the feeling of words, leisurely, beautiful, joyful!
Each of our lives are in contact with music, feel the music. Music can ripple up the waves of your feelings, music can trigger your endless reverie. When the music slowly played, when the music roar oscillation, when the music like mountains and water flow, you can not be attracted to her? Can you not be infected by her? Can you not be shocked by her? Music, so that life is more wonderful, music, so that the heart is more pure, music, so that the world is more beautiful.
Friends, let me into the music, music is the grandmother who soothes the soul.
The word music essay Part 7"One by one, the dream flew out of the skylight, once and for all want to shuttle the old time, inserted the bamboo dragonfly unfolded the wings, fly to any place you want to go ......" Whenever I hear this song, I seem to see my rugged music road The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal on your own.
Since I was a child, I have been very passionate about music, and whenever I hear a song, I can't help but hum it, enjoying the joy that a single jumping note brings me.
I remember one day, I was bored at home, the whim of me, listening to music. While listening and humming, but also hand dancing, slowly letting out a loud voice. Finally, my singing voice attracted my mother, my mother cried and laughed at me, had to joke: "Change your magic voice!" "I-" I was speechless for a moment. And my face burned, not realizing how badly I was singing. I thought to myself, "I'm singing like I mean it, so why can't I learn how to do it? Am I not destined to learn music well? I was frustrated.
But I don't think I should give up music that friend, like Beethoven, although deaf in both ears, but still insisted on creating music, so today's achievements. My heart was tightly gripped, decided to be sure to cross this bumpy 'road. So I began to start learning again, from listening to people sing, to humming along word for word. I listened to the prelude, fingers in the leg beat, head bobbing along, listen carefully, sing carefully, feel the difficult place, repeat a few more times, until find the right tone, sing the right lyrics, mom also support me up, let me turn off the music, sing by yourself, I clear my throat, began to let out the voice, not allowed to place, listen to the original version of the song, and then sing by yourself.
Now, although my music level is not high, but there is no pentatonic, thanks to not giving up music.
Music is a friend, accompanied by me at times; music is a paintbrush, sketching out the happiness of my heart
Music of the word essay Part 8Since I entered elementary school, I met a variety of teachers, but only left a hazy impression. But only that music teacher, such as a wisp of spring breeze in my heart whisked an indelible memory ......
She is a female teacher who does not look like a teacher. Whether it's her voice, her smile, or her manner of dress, it's not quite the same as the word "teacher"! Because she loves to smile, almost every moment when I see her, her palm face is hung with a clear, bright smile, warm heart, I sometimes even stared at her smile and froze for a few seconds at a loss for words.
She is also a "beauty", like a childish little girl who loves to wear a tutu! In my impression, she is always on the upper body over a plain but very cleverly woven chiffon shirt, under a cover like a blooming petal skirt with a large hemline, like a playful flower fairy! In the midst of those serious and stereotypical female teachers, she was always "a little bit of red in the midst of all the green!" Throughout the year, her clothes are so chic that a group of girls are jealous of this "neighbor sister"!
Of course, what remains in my heart is not only her fairy-like charming appearance, her serious, responsible, optimistic, humorous heart is also often infected me ......
She is a music teacher, deft hands gently caressing over the keys, a string of pleasant, crisp notes will fly out of the clouds and water, and, after several years of music class, she has been a good teacher, but she is also a good teacher. After several years of music lessons, she almost never played a note, a song!
I remember that it was a cold spring day, as always, she a sky blue tutu into the classroom, smiling to us, said: "Tomorrow I'm going to have an open class, a lot of teachers will come to observe yo, you will not let me down, right?" "No!" Almost in unison, we answered cheerfully. "Good, I believe you guys! Come on, today we'll sing all the songs we've taught before again, and then we'll PK the boys and girls, how about that?" She looked even more excited than we were, "Yes!" There was a huge wave of sound. "Reed leaves are green and pointed at both ends ......" At this time, the cool wind outside the window mischievously broke into the classroom, zapping our skin, but she was still with a bright smile, her slender and dexterous fingers played lightly on the keys, like a tireless bee, standing straight on the small The podium played the accompaniment song over and over again, and our songs kept echoing in the classroom. Along with a burst of melodious singing, outside the window of the willow tree red flowers seem to be cheering for us, that class, we have a special flavor!
Light is like an arrow, and soon it was the day of her open class. Only to see her look determined, Terran played one after another beautiful music, and with our impassioned high-pitched song, as well as the crowing of the birds outside the window ...... It goes without saying that her open class once again shocked everyone present!
"See, because I love to laugh ah, so the birds came to do me a favor that day, so ah, you must laugh more ah ......" She suddenly spat out this witty remark in class, like poking through a Western mirror, and we coincidentally laughed
The curtain of memories is once again opened, the past as a flood dike, I y remembered the memory of the music teacher, remembered her beauty, her temperament, her charming smile, her optimistic and positive attitude towards life, her all the small in the big things ... ...
Word of Music Essay Part 9"Ugh! Damn composition class is back, boring!" I came to the classroom with heavy steps . "Quack quack, quack quack ......" I do not know where to come out of the mixed noise will, I really can not find the head, the original mood of the heavy heart, I heard that noise, my heart as if another knife. To the classroom, all the truth came to light, is the bear teacher ghost, is she let a group of her disciples in the crazy beat, I also walked into the classroom, threw the bag aside, stretched out the noble hand, mercilessly beat that has been over the age of the old table old chairs! Until the classroom is in disarray, that crazy noise will be willing to give up. If now at home ......, my mother would lift up that huge palm and lunge at me, and then stomp on the ground a few times, then the old father and mother downstairs would take a knife and hold a gun and poke a hole in the floor of our house, or even poke a hole in the ground ...... really can't imagine . Take advantage of this opportunity to enjoy enjoy. But the good times didn't last long, just stretched out his feet to relax and unwind, "STOP (停)! You guys are flapping around like this, it's noise not music, let's create classical music! Come with me! First a group (parent group), just enjoy a rhythmic piece of music, my mom and "pop" a slap, which makes the students kind of holding the stomach, laugh a time, this time, the old lady anxious like a hot pot on the ants, do not know what to do, had to accompany the laugh together. It's time for the second group, they learned their lesson rhythmic slapping up. "No, no, no, this is not good, come to the foot hand merge!" "Good, Mr. Bear is really a lantern on an airplane - brilliant!" This kind of music has continued until the end of class, I backpack ready to go, my mother came at this time to pat me on the shoulder, viciously said: "really do not give face to mom, mom pat wrong, others laugh, you do not laugh ah!" "Haha, thirty-six plans, go for the best strategy, escape!"