Close-up composition of violin level 3

1. I have learned a lot since I was a child, from eating and walking to reading and writing, but what impressed me most was learning to play the violin.

That was the first time I took my violin to class, when I was in a big kindergarten class. When I heard the teacher playing wonderful music on the violin, I thought, what wonderful music! If only I could play! I secretly made up my mind that I must learn the violin.

But the process of learning the piano is not smooth sailing. I remember once, it seems that I will take part in the competition in two weeks, but the concerto I played is still very unskilled, let alone beautiful, and even the music is not good. My mother-in-law joked, "What are you playing? Just like an ambulance. " I flushed with anxiety and stamped my foot, wanting to drop the piano. I shouted at the violin, "Don't learn, never learn!" " "But looking at the violin next to me, I suddenly remembered the story of" If a child doesn't learn, he will break the loom ".Mencius played truant when he was a child and gave up halfway. Mencius' mother broke the cloth that was about to be woven with a shuttle, and the whole cloth was useless. Later, Mencius studied hard and worked hard, and finally became a great thinker in China. If I give up now, all my previous efforts will be in vain ... with this in mind, I picked up the violin again. Finally, it took me a few days to get familiar with the tune. Finally, I won the first prize in Jiangsu Province Competition. When I held the trophy, I tasted the joy of learning the piano.

I have learned to play a lot of music now, but I will continue to learn, because learning piano tells me that persistence is victory. I think as long as I persist, I will realize my dream of playing the piano in Sydney Opera House.

My hobby is playing the violin. What is the joy of grade three? This question has different answers in different people's minds: the poor think that money is happiness; Rich people think that entertainment is happiness; Hungry people think that having food is happiness ... and my answer is that playing the violin is happiness on that moonlit night. Maybe someone will laugh: "What's the pleasure of playing the piano?" But in my eyes, that night meant a lot to me.

When I was in the fifth grade, my violin skills had reached the fourth level. On a moonlit night, the community decided to hold a talent meeting, and anyone with talent in the community could perform on stage. So I took my parents to the talent show.

The conference will begin soon, and people will begin to show their talents. I play erhu, electronic organ, flute and drum set ... one by one, and my heart is getting more and more uneasy: what should I do if I don't play well on the stage? What if I pull it wrong?

These questions fly around me like flies. I really want to retreat, but at the same time I want to show my talent. What a dilemma! At this moment, my mother seemed to read my mind and said, "There is nothing to be nervous about! Your father often says that you play the piano like sawing your legs. You should play it for him this time! "

Those words made me angry. Good! I must thank my father today! ! !

It's my turn to go on stage. I took my time to step onto the stage, set up the piano and began to play my best "Jasmine". Melodious music dancing in the night sky, moonlight shining, notes dancing in the moonlight, my nervousness swept away.

I closed my eyes, listened to the melodious voice and opened my eyes. I suddenly saw my father nodding and looked very happy. I'm glad. I tried my best to play better. At the end of the song, I bowed and thunderous applause rang out from the audience. ...

I can't forget what happened that night. I have forgotten a lot about playing the violin. Only the violin in the moonlight remains in my memory.

That night, the moonlight was like water. ...

3. My special course (music) is 300 words in the third grade composition. Everyone has his own specialty, some are good at singing, some are good at dancing, some are good at drawing, and some are good at imitating. My specialty is playing the violin.

I remember when I was in Grade One, my mother took me to a concert. This concert is actually a performance by some students who are studying musical instruments. Some of them play the piano, some play the dulcimer and some play the violin. At that time, I was curious about the violin and wondered how those four hairs could make such a wonderful sound. With this curiosity, I began to learn the violin. After studying hard, my skills have made great progress. At this time, I want to thank my teacher, my father and my mother. The most important thing is that the violin has become my good helper.

Whenever it comes to Children's Day on June 1st, I take an active part in any activities in my class, offering a wonderful piece of music and welcoming the bursts of applause. I'm not bragging! You can ask my teacher if you don't believe me! I also attended a violin concert this summer. And won the best performance award. So far, my violin career has been more than two years! I find that I like this little helper more and more. I hope he can always accompany me!

4. On the topic of learning the violin, enthusiastic netizens quickly replied that there are many stories between me and the violin, which made me fall in love with the violin, and playing the violin has become a hobby that I can't give up.

Once I went back to class, the teacher arranged a piece of music on wohlfahrt and taught me the bow and fingering seriously. But I didn't take it to heart when I went back. I only got a few notes and thought it was just a hobby. There is no need to play too seriously. The second time I went back to class, I was severely criticized by the teacher in the middle. "This floor pull is not taken from the front, but it needs a sound from the back."

Start over! "But I just can't pass. I have to wait for the back shot slowly, or I have to grab the front shot quickly. " Go back and practice. I really don't know what happened to you. "

I am ashamed of my careless attitude towards the violin. You should take everything seriously. How can you ignore the violin because of your love? I measured myself as soon as I got home.

I spend a lot of time playing the violin, and I only played that part a few times. I decided to start from the root-singing in time.

I looked at the notes carefully, emphasized the connected notes, and struck a clear rhythm with my hands. Sometimes after class, I will hum softly and think about the rhythm in my head.

Hey! It really works. Unfortunately, I have to go back to class to practice.

I don't know why, the previous paragraph can still be combined, and the latter paragraph is wrong. The teacher gave a long sigh. "Forget it, forget it, give it to you!" "I am unwilling, how can I barely learn music.

If it's almost the same every time, probably, basically, every bit will have a big loophole, then it's meaningless to learn music. What you want is of course the best.

I spent a lot of time playing this song when I got home. I always sing it twice first, then pull the difficult pieces, and finally connect and pull them together. I will also call my mother for advice and guidance.

In the case of playing very skillfully, I injected a lot of my feelings. I let my whole body swing naturally, with soft strings, and sometimes even close my eyes, intoxicated by the music.

It's time to go back to class. I confidently played the violin and swaggered into playing. I waved my arms to my heart's content, and my whole body was aroused. Even the wrong place last time, now it's perfect and affectionate. This is the power of music.

At the end of the song, I slowly opened my eyes and saw the teacher's satisfied smile. Looking at the beautiful hook made by the teacher on the music score, I seem to see a dazzling golden light in the music door, which illuminates my artistic path.

One day, my father said to me, "Do you want to learn the violin?" I thought learning the violin was interesting, so I readily agreed. After dinner at noon that day, my father took me to the teacher's house.

The teacher took out a violin suitable for me to play from the cupboard, and asked me to practice my basic skills first and straighten my violin posture. The teacher asked me to put my left hand gently on the piano head, hold the bow in my right hand and start practicing.

I feel a little sore when I pull it. The sound of pulling it is like a chicken's desperate cry for help when my mother killed it. Really ugly! At this time, I was a little discouraged and quietly said to my father, "learning to play the violin is too tired." I don't want to learn. " This was heard by the teacher, so he said to me meaningfully: "To learn the same skill, you must be patient and not afraid of hardship and fatigue."

Dad also encouraged me: "Persistence is victory." After listening to the teacher and father, I sighed and picked up the violin again.

I think I can learn to play the violin as long as I work hard. Thought of here, my confidence is more sufficient.

By playing the violin, I finally understand a truth: learning any skill requires hard work, otherwise you will accomplish nothing. My specialty-playing the violin Everyone has his own strengths, and I am no exception.

My strengths accompany my life and study, among which I think playing the violin is my best. On the long road of learning violin, there are joys, tears, mother's expectations and father's exhortations.

It was a little boring at first. At that time, I was still practicing basic skills, but I didn't produce any good songs. I didn't master the skills, so I kept practicing, just like sawing. I usually practice piano at home for an hour, so I deliberately put it off for a long time. I went to the toilet slowly and stayed in it for a long time before I came out. Sometimes, I don't even want to practice.

Mom knows, see in the eye, anxious in the heart. Finally one day, she deliberately took me for a walk.

As he walked, he said to me earnestly, "Qingyuan, one must have patience and perseverance in whatever he does, so as to do things well." After listening to my mother, I bowed my head in shame.

From then on, I secretly told myself in my heart: Don't give up easily. Sometimes when playing those difficult notes and rhythms, I want to give up again and again, but I persist.

Many things happen. After four years of hard practice, I have mastered the skills of playing the violin and passed the Grade 7 exam. I also played many famous songs fluently, such as Spring Festival music, fishing boat singing late, flowers and teenagers, Spanish matador and so on. At the same time, I was lucky enough to attend the third "Little Genius" symphony concert in Jiangsu Province, which was held in Nanjing Zijin Grand Theatre and Jiangsu Symphony Orchestra. I like playing the violin, which is my specialty. It brings me a lot of happiness and enriches my study life.

5. Introduction to the composition of the violin The modern violin has a history of more than 300 years, and its production itself is a master violin with exquisite craftsmanship. Violin has beautiful timbre, close to human voice, wide range and strong expressive force. Since its birth, it has always occupied a prominent position in musical instruments and is deeply loved by people. If the piano is the "king of musical instruments", then the violin is the "queen" of musical instruments.

The violin consists of more than 30 parts. Its main components are head, body, neck, shaft, string, bridge, chin rest, bow, panel, side plate, sound column and so on. The violin has four strings, namely: A string, E string, D string and G string. The piano body (* * * sound box) is about 35.5 cm long and consists of a curved panel, a back panel and side panels. Panels are usually made of soft spruce; The back and side panels are made of maple, which is relatively hard. The head and neck of the piano are all maple, and the fingerboard is ebony. The sound quality of violin basically depends on its wood and corresponding structure, on the vibration frequency of wood and its response to the vibration of strings. A good piano can spread the pitch and overtones of every note equally sensitively.

Violin belongs to singing melody instrument. Therefore, how to make a full and beautiful sound like singing on the violin is the most important problem in violin performance. As far as violin playing technology is concerned, there are the following basic skills.

The music skillfully uses the vibrato technique of the violin pointing up and down, the melody is very bright and jubilant, and the piano accompaniment is simple and dynamic, showing a scene of larks contending, sunny and picturesque. Under the bright, clear and transparent timbre of violin E string, he accomplished superb vibrato skills in one go.

6. Playing the violin is very interesting.

I slowly lifted the violin and pulled it gently, and the soft and sweet melody echoed throughout the room. Sweet notes jump one after another and enjoy the colorful landing. Suddenly, another melody appeared in my ear. The two kinds of melodies are mixed together, like the sweetness of galloping horses and flying butterflies, which makes people feel beautiful.

Playing the violin is very interesting.

At the end of the song, I felt the unprecedented happiness, that is, the happiness of success, the happiness of returning to the violin after all the hardships, and the happiness of music.

There is also a story about the violin.

When I was 3 years old, I first saw the violin on TV and heard the sweet rhyme. The first song I heard was Why Flowers Are So Red. I sat on my mother's lap and stared at the TV. At this moment, I heard the sound that made me memorable. It's soft. It blows across my cheeks and into my ears like a spring breeze. I seem to have entered Xanadu, listening to it, shining in my heart like a ray of sunshine on the earth, making me feel warm, warm and happy, slightly reserved, warm and slightly melancholy, and like a key to my life, which makes me care. When the music entered the emergency board, the sound of the violin became active, as if telling something happy, and my heart fluctuated with the beating notes. Finally, under the rapid contrast like the rain, it ended with a thunderous long sound, brilliant and solemn, soft and tragic, and I was infected by this melody on the spot: how touching, how beautiful and really memorable. I also clamored for a violin, so when I was 5 years old, my mother gave it to me as a birthday present. When I received this violin, I almost danced with joy. I stroked the smooth violin, full of longing for the future.

7. Ask the third grade to write a composition about sound. My favorite voice.

My least favorite sound is the alarm clock, because every time I hear the alarm clock ring, I think, "hate it, please."

I've had enough! I can't sleep well. "But my favorite sound is the sound of the violin, because it is elegant, beautiful and beautiful. If you learn well and play carefully, I believe you can turn it into a beautiful voice. However, it is very, very difficult to turn it into a beautiful voice! This involves many difficult problems. You must ask me, how do you know? Hey, I'll tell you a secret: "I've learned! " "

Violin has a variety of sounds. It goes up and down when playing, just like people's emotions, expressing the emotions of the players to the fullest. It can imitate birds' calls and human female voices. It is the closest instrument to human voice. Make the listener intoxicated and enter a state of ecstasy.

When learning, you can forget fatigue when you hear its voice; When I am sad, I can use it to play some music to forget my sadness; I saw it when I was disappointed, and my heart was full of courage and confidence! Seeing can encourage me!

So, I love the sound of the violin!

The sound of the four seasons

Miss Chun came, and she brought warmth. The earth is covered with green clothes; The spring rain is rustling underground, and flowers, trees and fields are humming and drinking happily; The frog woke up, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung, gung.

Sister Xia came, and she brought hot air. The golden cicada on the willow tree in the park soon squeaked! ;

Aunt Qiu came, and she brought coolness. On the big tree by the roadside, the leaves are already yellow, and a breeze blows, and the yellow leaves rustle down from the tree; Look, some old cows and calves are grazing on the grass on the other side! An old cow, Cleisthenes bleated, as if to say, "The grass here is delicious, friends, come here quickly!" ! !

Grandpa Dong is here. He brought a cold. The north wind roared through the treetops, and some homeless dogs on the roadside barked as if to say, "It's too cold in winter, but only a few cleaners are sweeping the street, and soon they will make a brushing sound!" It is their hard work that has brought today's neatness.

Ah, there are people all year round, singing birds and flowers. How can we not be intoxicated?

The sound of grass

One Saturday, I was playing on the grass when I suddenly heard a small voice shouting, "Brother, please have pity on me and stop trampling on me, ok?"

I looked around, but there was no one there. Then came the tiny voice: "I'm at your feet! I quickly raised my feet, which really made people feel strange: "How can it be grass? "

I saw it gasping for air and sighed to me: "Yesterday, a group of children played football on the grass and stepped on my head, which made me feel like I was falling apart." You jumped on my head again today. I can't stand it anymore. Our plants are good friends of human beings, and how harmonious and happy we once lived. But now, many trees are cut down and flowers are picked by children at will. We have come to this, alas! "The grass sighed deeply.

8. Composing the violin brings me happiness. The 420-word violin brought happiness to my childhood.

Everyone's childhood is probably very happy, right? My childhood should also be the brightest pearl in my life.

In my life, it is not games, TV or movies that can bring me happiness, but the violin can bring me happiness.

Since the first grade, I have been watching violinists perform, and I have always been very excited. So I asked my father to let me learn the violin. This is when my wonderful musical journey began.

I began to hate it when I took the violin band 6 test, because there was a foreign song with five pages. I froze. It's too long, I can't play it, and I have to take an exam. I practice for six to seven hours every day from the summer vacation. I really don't want to learn, but I envy those famous musicians who glow on the stage, so I gritted my teeth and threw myself back into it. I was particularly scared when I took the exam, because after all, I practiced for a month and a half, and I couldn't let my hard work be in vain. While waiting for the certificate, two bright red excellent seals made me excited for a week.

Although violin sometimes makes me unhappy or even angry, it also makes me feel the joy of success, enriches my life and brings me a lot of happiness!

9. My memory is a beautiful wooden box. When I opened it, there were many beautiful pearls in it. Every pearl is a precious past of my childhood, and the memory in a full and bright pearl is the most unforgettable.

When I was 7 years old, my grandmother had a bungalow in a remote village. At that time, my grandmother had a ranch and a fish pond, which was very fun. One Friday in summer, I was sent back to my grandmother's house by my father at the weekend as usual, but walking on the road, I found the village more beautiful. I asked my father why the village had changed so much. My father said it was because the village was going to become a resort. I couldn't understand what my father said, so I enjoyed the scenery outside through the window. This village has really changed a lot. The dirty pool turned into a big lake full of lotus flowers, and beautiful little goldfish swam around in the water. The dirt road has been built into an asphalt cement road, which has really changed a lot!

Soon I arrived at my grandmother's house, and I found that there were not only a few more pigs in the pasture, but also a group of chickens! Grandma came out to meet me with a smile, hugged me in her arms, touched my head and said, "You have grown taller again! Grandma will stew chicken soup for you today. " I broke free from my grandmother's arms and said to her, "Grandma, I'll go to see the chicken first." I ran to the pasture to play with grandma's dog. After playing for a while, I saw a big rooster with a colorful face and a straight head, walking around in front of me with a red crown, as if to despise my existence. I picked up a twig and chased it, rubbing it with it, but it didn't run, and even came up to peck me. I was so childlike that I had the idea of tearing the chicken apart. So I took advantage of its arrogance, knocked it to the ground at once, tied its two claws with a small cloth rope, hung the chicken upside down with a small cloth rope, and dipped its head up and down on the surface of the pond. The chicken screamed in horror and purred from time to time, but still struggled to escape. I felt a little sorry for it, so I untied the cloth rope and let it go. If it was another chicken, it would have escaped, but it ran over and continued to provoke me, with its neck stretched out, constantly looking for opportunities to peck me, and finally hurt me once. I got up to catch it, and it seemed to take revenge, craning its neck and running away happily. I couldn't catch up, so I stormed home.

In the evening, I asked my grandmother why a useless rooster can bravely face people's provocations. I saw my grandmother say meaningfully: "This is a strong and unyielding will!" "My heart thumped, understand the meaning of life-courage!

Although many years have passed, I still have a knowing smile on my face in retrospect. I think this is the biggest and brightest pearl and the most unforgettable memory in my life.