Singing is a kind of enjoyable creation.

For friends who like music, Long song is a pleasure. Therefore, the following is a composition I collected that likes singing for your reference.

Singing is a kind of enjoying composition 1 Whether at home or at school, as long as I am interested, I immediately hum my favorite music. Like the new song Superman Can't Fly just released now, it's really great! Besides, I also like slow shaking and the like. But it's all in English. I can't sing, I can only hum. Sometimes I suddenly yell and scream, scaring my neighbors. I really admire my internal skills!

When the teacher is in class, I can also sing and hum. I dare not sing freely, because I am afraid of the legendary "informer" in our class! Speaking of this XXX, I really stay at a respectful distance from others. If I reveal any secrets, I will be guillotined. I would really say, "I'm so scared!" " "

Sometimes I listen to old songs, such as "The Sunset is Drunk" and "Snow Gone with the Wind", which is really the best in the world. I recommend you to listen to Jay Chou's songs, which are not bad now, but I seldom listen to them, because I am a baby born after 90, and my mother's tastes and tastes are different.

Although I was transferred to a bad station because of singing, I am no longer surprised. I have been used to it for so many years. I'm not afraid of being said or misunderstood, and I'm not afraid of sitting with my classmates with poor grades, because there is a song behind my weakness. Music brings me endless fun, and singing eliminates my troubles. End with May's song "I just like music, don't tell me to stop"

Painting, singing, dancing ... In people's spare time, they have their own interests and enjoy themselves. And most of my fun is in the ocean of books.

Books are my good friends. When I was a child, I often snuggled up in my mother's arms, watched the bright moonlight and listened to my mother tell me stories. That charming story often makes me linger in the colorful fairy tale world. Gradually, listening to stories can no longer satisfy my hunger. A strong thirst for knowledge prompted me to hold a picture book, and the vivid content attracted me. Slowly, picture books can no longer satisfy me. So, I began to "attack" the "castle" built with squares. Years are like water, and gradually I read a lot of books.

Books have cultivated my sentiment, broadened my horizons and enriched my emotions. I once cried for Yang Ke, a young musician who was swallowed up by the dark society. Yang Jiajiang, who was victimized by treacherous court officials, hated injustice. I used PHS to roam the world and explore the mysteries of nature.

I often compare books to a flat boat, which carries me in the ocean of knowledge. It can increase my knowledge and broaden my horizons. Therefore, Gorky compared books to a ladder of progress. The ancients also left a golden saying that "the most valuable people are expensive because of books and rich because of books." Yes, books have brought us too many benefits, and only those who love books can understand the preciousness of books.

Every time I get a good book with healthy contents, I get a treasure, carefully put on a "coat" for it, and then put my nose up to smell the warm ink. I hope the stream of knowledge will flow into my heart at once, and I will hold it at once and read on hungry. Those beautiful poems moisten my heart like dew. I know that I am still poor in the face of knowledge, and I will tirelessly read and drill. My happiness will always be found in the ocean of books.

Ah! Books bring infinite happiness and infinite power. ...

I don't know when it started. As a primary school student, I began to yearn for middle school. Imagine a plastic runway, a huge library, a towering teaching building and a novel laboratory. Everything is so exciting. Now, I am a junior high school student. Although my learning tasks have increased rapidly, fun is everywhere in my middle school kingdom.

Look, the playground is full of life. We sat on the edge of the flower pond and looked at the chic charm on the basketball court. A non-standard three-step layup in senior two is quite decent. The antics of the first-year students from time to time made us laugh our stomachs hurt. "Come on, come on" Hey, what's this? Oh, it turned out that someone was running like lightning, and sweat spilled under the runway, leaving a little trace of himself on campus. How delightful! It's also fun to jump rubber bands with seniors and sisters.

Sometimes, I will lie in front of the window with my friends, watch the rain dolls playfully slide down the roof, jump on colorful umbrellas, listen to their surprises and feel the breeze blowing across their foreheads. * * * Tell our hearts, sing together, tell jokes together, and share the happiness that belongs to our two little girls. Rain dolls, breezes and windowsills have witnessed our friendship.

Wandering in the library in the ocean of literature, singing our songs in the music classroom, watching the five-star red flag raised in Ran Ran and feeling the grandeur of march of the volunteers. These have become my fun, my middle school life fun.

In the fun, I feel the friendship of my classmates and the care of my teachers.

In fun, I am as happy as ever.

In fun, I became strong, and I learned to love.

Singing is a pleasure. Before composition 2, "singing" was like a stranger to me. I don't remember how I fell in love with singing. It was only because of my sister's instigation that I gradually became familiar with it.

My sister is good at singing. She always uses some short time to sing "Show" to me. One day, she seemed to sing very well, so the arrogant singer began to blow his own horn. I replied disapprovingly, so she said confidently that if I sang as well as her, I would not be arrogant. Not to be outdone, I didn't want to lose to her, so I got up and practiced. I sing wildly in the shower, hum softly when I do my homework, and review those songs again before going to bed before I fall asleep contentedly. After a few months, my mother found that my singing was better than my sister's, and my sister admitted to giving up and promised not to be arrogant, which affirmed my progress.

Now, not a day goes by when I can't help singing, because I find that singing can help me relieve stress and kill time, especially when I am lonely. I woke up one morning to find no one at home, and I was a little scared. So I took a deep breath and began to sing loudly until my family came back. My mother thinks I practice very well, so when I am alone at home, I will sing loudly to stabilize my uneasy heart.

Now, I am buried in songs almost every day, thanks to my sister's instigation. Without it, I might not know the fun of singing until now!

Singing is a way to appreciate composition. Speaking of which, my singing road is quite bumpy. I have experienced difficulties and obstacles again and again. Faced with parents' obstruction and teachers' incomprehension, I never give up. Looking back now, look at the road before, full of green eyes and colorful eyes. If there was no struggle at that time, how could I enjoy the opportunity to sing now?

My classmates and I sang a "lullaby" for the first music final exam in the first grade of primary school. At that time, I didn't think I sang very well, but I was so nervous that I was sweating. I didn't expect the music teacher to praise "the voice is really nice" after scoring. I was shocked. At one point, I wondered if I had heard wrong. Looking at the intoxicated eyes of the teacher and the envious eyes of the classmates, I realized that this is true! Suddenly, the wind's little heart is full of joy, and his whole body is like floating in the clouds. In this way, I was elected to the school choir.

When I first came to the choir, I heard the chorus of senior students for the first time. How do you describe that voice? Wonderful? Beautiful? Everything is not enough to express the inner shock. This is the cooperation between heart and heart, reaching a tacit understanding that ordinary people can't appreciate. I made up my mind in my heart that I must train hard and never give up. If I choose to sing, I must sing well. The training began, and then I realized how many difficulties and obstacles there were under the lingering sound. I can't sit for hours every day, and I can't drink a drop of water when I'm thirsty, let alone come here for training when others are doing their homework in class. Is this the fun of singing? I'm a little confused.

This question was solved in the competition. I won the first prize and was praised by the school at the flag-raising ceremony. At this time, I feel extremely proud and proud. Enjoying singing is really a great pleasure on earth.

Now, I am exposed to more songs, pop, classical and jazz. When you are upset, you can hum a little song and sing it in front of others. Don't worry about singing badly. In the process of learning to sing, I learned one thing-persistence is victory.

God is fair. When he closes a door, he opens another window. What we have to do is to seize this opportunity, stick to it, fight for our own goals, and fight again until we reach the peak.

Oh, just like my singing road, it's good to like singing!

Singing is a pleasure. I like singing very much, but I must have a guitar accompaniment. I don't like singing lightly. One is that there is no so-called singing skill, and the other is that there is no rhythm without guitar accompaniment.

A person, holding a guitar, gently plucking a string of guitars, echoes my hoarse throat. No external noise, no work troubles, but no quiet listening.

A Jun, a wandering singer, is very happy because a large group of people are quietly admiring him when he sings in the street. Of course, it is because his wonderful guitar and beautiful singing touched everyone, brought sincere feelings to passers-by, and washed the hearts of others with his pure singing. His voice was as soft as a clear spring flowing in the hearts of passers-by.

And I, of course, can't compare with him. My singing feelings are not as devoted and touching as his. I will only stay alone at the stairs and sing quietly. I like singing in this environment, the space is small and the echo is small. Accustomed to singing where you can hear the echo, the timbre that doesn't feel very good becomes very charming.

In my daily work, I always feel lonely and boring by repeatedly optimizing key words such as registering BVI company, opening a bank account for a Hong Kong company, registering a Hong Kong company fee, and registering a Hong Kong company in Guangzhou. Only after work can I pick up my guitar, pluck the strings gently and sing a few songs quietly. At this moment, I can feel the freedom inside. When I sing, I always feel extremely relaxed. In the world of notes, it is so simple and wonderful.

Enjoy the joy of singing, except for one voice that can echo with me, one voice can sing together! When will there be one more voice around?