A poem describing the beauty of piano sound.

Poetry about piano sound 1. Words that describe the sound of the piano

Words to describe the sound of the piano: lingering sound, melodious, beautiful, beautiful and pleasing to the ear.

First, reverberation is around the beam.

Description: Describe the beautiful singing, leaving an unforgettable impression.

Said by: It's worthwhile to hear a thrilling song after a long hard time. "reverberation around the beam for three days" is really that feeling. Liang Shiqiu's Going to the Opera

Grammar: subject-predicate type; As predicate, attribute and object; Include praise

Synonyms around the beam for three days, singing around the beam, singing three sighs, singing around the beam, lingering aftertaste, such as hearing the nature, singing a hundred times, the beads are round and jade, the words are still in the ear, the words are clear and clear, and the aftertaste is endless.

Antonyms are unbearable.

Second, euphemistically melodious.

Pinyin [w m:n Zhu m:n y not u y yang]

Subtle explanation: the tone is gentle and tortuous; Melodious: the sound is long and harmonious. Euphemism twists and turns, also refers to the melodious voice.

From Lu Xun's social drama: "That sound is probably a flute, turning around and melodious."

Third, wonderful [míI miào]

Beautiful voice. Beautiful poem.

Examples of literary works: Song Zhi's Ode to the Prairie: "In this cold plateau, who knows there are all kinds of strange fruits."

Fourth, beautiful [dê ng t Ρ ng]

Sounds moving or interesting: beautiful. It's a common thing. It's nice for him to say it.

Examples of literary works: Lu Xun's Letters to Cai Feijun: "Poetry should be formal, easy to remember, easy to understand, easy to sing and beautiful, but the format should not be too strict."

Five, sweet

Good: the singing is euphemistic and beautiful.

Examples of literary works: Jun Qing's "Ode to Autumn": "Ah! What a magnificent and pleasant voice! "

2. What sentences describe the sound of playing the piano?

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(2) When people are happy and relaxed, there is a breeze blowing in their ears. From a distance, the sound of the piano lingers, but there is an emotion stirring.

(3) This song should only exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear it on earth. The emperor's eyes are always staring at her. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes.

(4) The sound of the piano moves slowly with the footsteps, following the footsteps of the piano, vaguely hearing the sound of broken leaves, in tune with the beat of the piano, and then drifting away with the wind.

(5) The sound is like a butterfly spreading its wings and flapping its smart wings, flowing brightly, and like the distant sky beyond the Great Wall, clearing the light and precipitating.

(6) I waved my fingers to find my mirror table. Later, I found that all I was looking for was the wonderful piano sound between my fingers.

(7) The jade hand is frivolous, and I saw the sand-colored jade finger playing quickly on the strings. The piano is sharp and high-pitched, but it is not abrupt. Running like countless fierce horses, strong and fierce. ...

(8) fleeting shadows, songs of the wind, elegance of the moon, endless words, broken strings, blood of fingers, fixed annual rings, and the sound of the piano echoing in the bleak place.

(9) The sound flowing from the fingertips, like a butterfly spreading its wings and flapping its smart wings, flows brightly, and is like the distant sky beyond the Great Wall, with clear light precipitation.

(10) It is melodious like a mountain spring, spewing out, stirring waves mischievously from time to time, touching the rocks on the shore, saying hello, whispering, and then continuing to flow forward.

(1 1) Take a deep breath and relax slowly. Don't lose that feeling and charm. Go on with the last performance. I was absorbed until the last ending, and my body and mind were integrated into the music.

(12) Her dexterous fingers played on the keyboard of the piano, and a beautiful piece of music popped up. Music is sometimes unrestrained, lively and sometimes euphemistic, which is really fascinating and intoxicating.

(13) The clear sound of the piano gurgles. As from a deep valley to a secluded mountain. Quietly dripping, dripping through the wrinkles of life, dripping through the vicissitudes of years, dripping through the blind eyes of old artists who understand the world, dripping quietly.

(14) Flowers fall and the moon falls, and people are thin. Under the same sky, who is watching the waning moon and drinking a glass of moonlight wine? If I lean against the window alone, I will appreciate the crescent moon, play the past, break the strings, and the sound of the piano echoes in the bleak place.

(15) I play everywhere: on the piano, on the table, in the book, behind the bus. I like my five-finger flywheel and feel the joy of notes flowing, just like running water in the warm sun in winter.

3. A statement describing the piano

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A beautiful sentence describing the sound of the piano is about the mood: the piano bounces like a spring and pours down from your fingers like running water; Piano sounds like nature, playing the most beautiful songs in my heart; The sound of the piano is like a mountain path, winding; The sound of the piano is like the sound of nature, which can't help but be carved and simple and natural; The sound of the piano is the inner voice, which explains the inner ups and downs and mental journey of the player; The piano is beautiful as jade, warm and soft, close to the soul; The piano is spring water, which melts into the blood with the rhythm of the heartbeat. Staggered black and white keys breeds all kinds of wonderful music. A group of chords are gently touched and pressed, and the chords vibrate to produce incredible music. The piano is so charming, it is simple and vivid, and any unexpected sound can be expressed on the clean black and white keys and pedals. It may not be noticeable, but it sublimates the soul of music. Passion makes us passionate about life. Women, let us enter a kind world! 3. The timbre of the piano is simple and rich, soft as winter sunshine, bright, warm and calm. As cold as steel balls scattered on the ice, the lines are clear and penetrate the bones. As fierce as the roaring deep sea, shocking and shocking. As deep as the night, if the sound is silent, it has its own bottomless power to the sky. Sitting in front of the piano, my thoughts come back to reality and I can't help feeling a lot. For the piano, I sacrificed my childhood, which I should have played heartily, but it was this "golden period" of my life that made me brilliant today! It's amazing that there is an automatic piano playing. It consists of thousands of parts. As long as you put the perforated score into the piano and step on the pedal with your foot, it can automatically read the score and play wonderful music. 6. I like the crystal clear iceberg.

4. Describe the poems that play the piano

1, "Listening to Shu Monks Playing the Piano/Listening to Shu Monks Playing the Piano" by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

The sea embraces the land-melodious songs come from the distant Emei Mountain.

When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.

The sound of the bell rang, and it turned into a frosty bell. My heart was quiet, as if it had been washed with water.

Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.

Shu monk Zhuo holds a green lyre. He comes from Emei Mountain in the west.

He waved and played a famous song for me, and I seemed to hear the wind blowing in the wind.

My thoughts are like being washed away by running water and lingering with autumn frost bells.

Unconsciously, the green hills are covered with dusk, and the autumn clouds are hazy.

2, "Qin Song"-author Li Qi Tang Dynasty

Our host, who provided rich wine to make the night mellow, invited his Yangzhou guests to play the pipa for us.

Facing the bright moon, black crows are flying, frost is hanging on thousands of trees, and the wind is blowing through our clothes.

But a bronze stove added its light to the flower candles, the pipa played green water, and then the Queen Chu.

Once it started playing, there was no other sound: a spell was cast at the party and the stars became thin.

Qinghuai sent an envoy a thousand miles away, so he said goodbye and went on his way again, down the hill.

The host mixed the wine, and everyone got together tonight, and the pianist plucked the strings, adding a lot of color to the feast.

The bright moon shines on the crows in Chengtou, and the cold wind blows clothes in first frost.

The fire is warm and candles add luster. The artist plays "Lushui" first, and then "Princess Chu".

When his piano rang, everything was silent, and the four seats listened with bated breath.

I was ordered to leave my hometown for Guanqinghuai to tell everyone that I am retiring from Yunshan.

3, "The Ship Helps the Qin at Night"-the author Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty.

Birds are alive, fish are motionless, and the moon shines on Jiang Shen at night.

There is nothing outside but the piano on the boat.

Seven strings are good friends and two ears are bosom friends.

Peace of mind is silence, there is no distinction between ancient and modern.

On a clear night, the birds and fish stopped moving. The bright moon was immersed in the deep river and fell into their dreams, right? There is nothing to disturb, except the piano on the boat, and sitting alone, indifferent! The seven silver strings on the piano are the closest friends, and his ears are his bosom friends. When the calm and natural voice melts into the sea of hearts, the whole world is eternal and beautiful. Who knows, where is the ancient and where is the present?

4, "Qiao Shan Ren Shan Qin"-the author in the Qing Dynasty.

At the beginning of the People's Republic of China, those who had Qiao Shan were good at playing the piano. He is good at fingering and savoring what others have taught him. Every time between the broken forest and the barren trees, I beat the drums again and again, and the birds were cold and sad. After that, I went to Yingchu and played solo in Dongting. The neighbors all sighed when they heard about it. He said, "Just because I've held my arms for half my life doesn't mean I met a bosom friend here." The money was deducted. He said, "My husband lives in Japan and plays catkins for a living. It's cool to be here today. " The mountain people are silent and rebellious.

In the early days of People's Republic of China (PRC), there was a Qiao Shan who was good at playing the piano. He plays the piano with exquisite fingering and has been taught by many people. He often plays in the barren hills many times, making the birds desolate, cold and sad. Later, he traveled to Chu and played Dongting music alone in the hotel. An old woman next door was moved by the sound of the piano and could not help sighing.

I have finished playing, (Qiao Shanren) sighed, "I have played the piano for most of my life, but I didn't expect to meet a bosom friend here!" When Qiao Shan knocked at the door and asked her, the old woman said, "When my husband was alive, he played cotton for a living. Now I hear you playing the piano here, much like my wife playing cotton! " Qiao Shanren walked away without saying a word.

5. The First Part of Two Poems of Yan-Wei Jin by Cao Pi

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cool, the vegetation is shaking and the frost is exposed, and the flocks of birds leave Nanxiang. (Gu Nanxiang's work is Yan Nanxiang)

I miss you and your guests, and my heart breaks. I miss my hometown, so why did you send it to stay for a long time?

I am alone in my room, afraid of forgetting my worries, and I don't feel tears on my clothes.

Short songs cannot be long.

The bright moon shines on my bed, and it's still early for the stars to flow west.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl look at each other from afar, and you are alone in the river beam.

The autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, the vegetation is withered, and the dew is frosty. Swallows leave and swans fly south. I miss my lover who has traveled far away, and I am deeply saddened.

I miss my hometown when I think about it. Why did you stay so long? I keep the boudoir alone, and miss the gentleman when I am sad. I can't forget it. Unconsciously, tears fell and wet my clothes.

I took the guqin and fiddled with the strings, but my heart was very sad. The short song sang softly, as if it were still broken. The bright moonlight shines on my empty bed, the milky way flows west, and the sleepless night is long.

Cowherd and Weaver Girl, facing each other from a distance. What crime did you commit? It was blocked by Tianhe.