What are the sentences that describe the sound of the piano?

1, when people are happy and relaxed, a breeze fluctuates in their ears. From a distance, the sound of the piano lingers, but there is an emotion stirring.

2. The crisp sound of piano is flowing. 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.

3, this song should only be in the sky, and it is rare to hear it on earth.

4, the sound of the piano surrounds the jungle, the heart is trembling like a pine wind roaring, and it is like a spring rush.

5. Listen to the violin's "Homesickness". The music seems to be from far and near, from small to large. After a gentle and indirect "overture", it is an extremely strong vibrato. The passionate notes beat my heart, and the strong sense of rhythm makes my whole person seem to be dancing. Suddenly, with a gripping double tone, the piano sound comes to an abrupt end, and my most elegant and gentle violin sound comes again. In the slow and deep voice, with a little sense of desolation, it seems that a wanderer from his hometown is crying gently. I looked up at the hazy moon, which was shining with beautiful light in this quiet night.

6. Melodious as a mountain spring, flowing, stirring waves from time to time, touching the stones on the shore, saying hello, whispering, and then continuing to flow forward.

7. Sound spreads its wings like a butterfly, flapping its smart wings, flowing brightly, and like the distant sky outside the Great Wall, it has clear light precipitation.

8. The sound flowing from the fingertips, like a butterfly spreading its wings and flapping its smart wings, flows brightly, and like the distant sky outside the Great Wall, precipitates clear light.

9. The sound of the piano surrounds the jungle, and the heart is trembling like a breeze.

10 I like listening to the sound of the piano, because the sound of the piano is sometimes as urgent as a group of people in Ma Benteng, sometimes as slow as running water, sometimes as low as a whisper, and sometimes as high as a towering mountain peak. On hearing such a tune, I seem to be immersed in the beautiful melody of the music. I listen, I will fly freely, carefree and happily in the sky with the notes.

1 1, melodious piano audio-visual cheerful stream, slowly flowing out.

12. The cheerful rhythm of the sonata immersed me in music, trying to touch a beautiful and touching story with jumping fingers. Gradually, entering the climax, the original cheerful, soft and lyrical tune suddenly became very passionate with the smooth accompaniment of the left hand. And I played calmly, slowly closed my eyes and listened to my own music.

13, her dexterous fingers play on the keyboard of the piano, and beautiful music pops up, sometimes unrestrained, bright and sometimes euphemistic, which is really fascinating and intoxicating.

14, the piano sounds around the jungle, and the heart is shaking. The sound is like the roar of the breeze and the rush of spring.

15, a sleepless night, I strung up the vicissitudes of life left by the years with the glassy moonlight, plucked the strings, wandered in the pool, stirred up ripples, and the sound of the piano went through the years, time and thoughts.

16, I like listening to the piano. Whenever I concentrate on listening to songs, my body will fluctuate and I can't help humming. Even the birds outside the window are shaking their heads and listening, accompanied by chirping. When your hand is only a millimeter away from it, it will fly away casually. Even the most naughty dog outside the door lay down and quietly enjoyed the wonderful music. In the sound of the piano, it seems that every still life has become the master of music, and everyone jumped up and moved.

17, the sound of the piano followed the footsteps slowly, followed the sound of the piano, vaguely heard the sound of broken leaves, and followed the beat of the piano, and then drifted away with the wind.

18, the sound of the piano is still hovering on the path in the pale twilight, but it is like a clear spring washing away the dirt and tired dust of the soul for everyone passing by. My thoughts gradually merged with this clever and wonderful piano sound, and I felt detached from the world of mortals, "concentrating and relaxing, blending with everything."

19, the beautiful piano sounds slowly, overflowing like a flood, filling every space in the examination room. There seems to be a white elf dancing with the wind in the sound of the piano, and the dance is elegant and noble; It seems that there are dazzling roses blooming for the second time, and the fragrance of music flows out.

20, flowers fall on the moon and people are thin. Under the same sky, who is watching the waning moon and drinking a glass of moonlight wine? For example, I leaned against the window to enjoy the moon, and the past was sad, the strings were broken, and the sound of the piano echoed desolately.

2 1, the flying shadow, the song of the wind, the elegance of the moon, endless words, broken strings, blood stained with fingers, frozen rings, echoing the bleak piano sound.

22, stroking the piano, walked to the side and sat down, put the piano flat, took a deep breath, and the fingers began to fluctuate up and down on the piano, which was very smooth. Accompanied by the sound of the piano, a gentle and sad song slowly flowed out.

23. On the night when the moonlight is like water, I can often hear the piano playing like water, sometimes soothing like a flowing spring, sometimes rushing like a waterfall, sometimes crisp like a jade plate, and sometimes whispering. This is a clean piano sound, carrying people's hearts back to the depths of music and looking for spiritual roses.

24. The sunset covered the last ray of sunshine. At the moment when I turned away, the wonderful piano sounded again, which moved me inexplicably again. The ancient road echoed with the laughter of grandparents and grandchildren and the touching sound of the piano. My step forward has become firm, because in this dark night, the moving piano sound is my beacon.

25. From a distance, the sound of the piano lingers, and a feeling is stirring. Although the piano sounds like a complaint, all the quietest time, the brightest wind and frost, or the original appearance, are slowly flowing.

26, such as the sound of the piano, such as the spring breeze green across the field, such as the rain bamboo shoots falling off the shell bamboo forest; Such as frogs, such as lapping waves; Like a bright moon shining in the dark, or children chasing kites. ..............................................................................................................................................................

27, Weifu, sit down. The jade finger exploded, revealing a slender white jade finger, stroking the piano face and thinking deeply. The piano sounded in vain, euphemistically but resolutely, and the ticket came like noble water and gurgling rhyme. ...

28. The cheerful rhythm of the sonata immersed me in music, trying to touch a beautiful story with jumping fingers. Gradually, entering the climax, the original cheerful, soft and lyrical tune suddenly became very passionate with the smooth accompaniment of the left hand. And I played calmly, slowly closed my eyes and listened to my own music.

29. The charm of the piano is irresistible, and the beauty of the piano makes me feel the joy of harvest. The joy of harvest has brought me motivation to learn, and now I have a special liking for piano. It makes me intoxicated, enjoy the fun of piano in the beautiful voice, make me happy, and enjoy the happiness of success in studying hard and practicing hard.

30. Sound-shocked trees, sunshine, three layers of silk strings, high and decadent sounds, three days of pearls falling into the valley, orioles sighing.

3 1, I play everywhere: on the piano, on the table, on 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.

32. I seem to understand his piano. His piano was born in the darkness, but it doesn't belong to the darkness, but I don't want to get out of the darkness. Just thinking about his life. Just like Lu Xun's life. They all love the darkness, find themselves in the darkness, and then have a passion for life. I think that's why old artists play the piano like this.

I have been learning to play the piano since I was a child. Of course, I have deep feelings for the piano. I like listening to the piano because it is melodious, beautiful and moving. "Duo, duo, mi, mi, la, la, duo ... several simple notes upset its original order and became a lively and elegant music, as if every note had a fantastic color. Listen, how wonderful! Every note came alive under the magic of the performer, and they jumped happily.

34. The wonderful sound of the piano streamed from the fingers, like a little bit flowing through the heart, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.

35. I changed a tune. Oh, this is a famous piano song "Ode to Joy", which was composed by the great musician Beethoven after he was deaf. This piece of music is very gentle and I am familiar with it. I sang it at the opening ceremony of this year's Shanghai World Expo, and the familiar melody brought everyone's mood to the highest point. But on this quiet night, I think it has a special taste.

36. The sound of the piano is the resurrection of the soul, stirring the heart into a condensed picture. In the silence, ginkgo trees stand high in the garden, singing autumn silently. The yellow leaves of Erythrina trees have already been filled in autumn, waiting for the wind to pick them up.

37. The sound of the piano goes through the knocker covered with verdure, the riverbank covered with fishing fire, the reeds covered with fluorescence, the alley beside the inn, the hutong in the suburbs, the village entrance with cold wind and the quiet curtains.

38. The soothing timbre, soft piano sound and crisp children's voice are so harmonious with this night, and my heart angered by the difficulty of homework gradually calmed down with the music. The evening breeze gently brushed my cheek, and I seemed to smell the faint flowers. I put my hand out of the window as if to catch all this from nature. Although there is nothing in my hand, I feel heavy. At this time, I have already become a part of this harmonious scene. Between heaven and earth, there are only the moon, the piano, the evening breeze and me.

39. Suddenly, a melodious piano sound mixed with a gentle breeze came to my ear gently. The wonderful piano sound seems far away, unattainable and close, lingering in my ears. I stopped, let this string of smart jumping notes gently slide through my heart and dance happily.

40, such as the sound of the piano, such as the spring breeze green across the field, such as the rain bamboo shoots falling off the shell bamboo forest; Such as frogs, such as lapping waves; Like a bright moon shining in the dark, or children chasing kites. ..............................................................................................................................................................

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42. The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous-like a mountain spring winding down the valley and flowing slowly.

43. Sit down slowly and gently stroke the strings with slender and elegant hands. . . Touching the layers of rippling music. The timbre is like clear water, crystal clear. . . Like a breeze on a lake on a summer night. . Relaxed and fresh ... The song is over, get up. . (of a woman) give a charming/charming/sweet/charming smile.

44. The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous-like a mountain spring winding down the valley and flowing slowly.

45. At this time, the music is getting deeper and deeper. I suddenly realized the deep homesickness in "Looking up, I found it was moonlight, and sinking back again, I suddenly thought of home", and read Yu Guangzhong's "homesickness" for his mainland mother. He is a wanderer far away from home and has infinite nostalgia for his hometown.

46. The sound of the piano is euphemistic and continuous-like a mountain spring winding down the valley and flowing slowly.

47 ... The high rose plum palace, entering the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carrying magical notes.

48. The beautiful piano sounds slowly, overflowing like a flood, filling every space in the examination room. There seems to be a white elf dancing with the wind in the sound of the piano, and the dance is elegant and noble; It seems that there are dazzling roses blooming for the second time, and the fragrance of music flows out.

49, such as the sound of the piano, such as the spring breeze green across the field, such as the rain bamboo shoots falling off the shell bamboo forest; Such as frogs, such as lapping waves; Just like a bright moon shining in the dark, like a child chasing a kite … Oh, only those who love life and love have such a heart!

50. The jade hand is frivolous, and I saw the sand-colored jade fingers playing on the strings quickly. The piano is sharp and high-pitched, but it is not abrupt. Like countless fierce horses, Zhuang Huai is fierce ... Stop and chuckle.

5 1, I waved my finger to find my mirror table. Later, I found that all I was looking for was the wonderful piano sound between my fingers.

52. In the dust of the piano, the moonlight is clear. When people are relaxed and happy, a breeze fluctuates in their ears. From a distance, the sound of the piano lingers, but there is an emotion stirring. Although the piano sounds like a complaint, all the quietest time, the brightest wind and frost, or the original appearance, are slowly flowing. The sound of the piano, like a complaint, clarified Qian Fan's heart and precipitated all the magnificence when we faced each other across the sea. After understanding, there is a calm and flexible heart buried under every note.

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

54. The jade hand is frivolous, and I saw the sand-colored jade finger playing fast on the strings, sharp and high-pitched, but not abrupt. Running like countless fierce horses, strong and fierce. ...

55. Those wonderful notes flowed slowly from the strings. His musical instruments are sometimes high-pitched and passionate, like the sea beating the coast at high tide, and sometimes euphemistically low, like a loving mother calling for a long-lost child; Sometimes crisp and light, like a breeze blowing through a green bamboo forest. ...

56. The piano is playing again, cadenced, deep, tactful and full of passion.