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All the white keys just cried.
A black key.
Wronged in a corner, tears streaming down her face.
Black keys cried mysteriously.
Bai Jian cried sadly.
That girl hasn't come yet.
White key, white key, black keys, white key.
That girl hasn't come yet.
Is it raining outside the window? outside the window
There is no rain. The long street is full of moonlight.
Music is raining, music is raining.
The audience sat in the rain, and many souls were wet.
Sitting happily or unhappily, no one has an umbrella.
Not yet, that girl.
Not yet! Not yet! )
Black keys, black keys, White Key, black keys.
That girl, that girl
The rain of music flows through my hair and forehead.
Music rain, cool land, music rain
Run away. Music rain, music rain
Music washes the white teeth of the piano.
(White teeth)
Chopin, Chopin, Chopin still remembers.
(black keys, black keys, black keys)
I can't forget George sang, George sang.
Chopin died in the last century
(That girl, that girl)
Tonight, my love dies.
Who else is waiting, in the rainy season?
Breathe the air brewed by rain.
Endure the sorrow of time
Only the music is still playing.
Why is the music still raining sometimes?
Drip, sometimes sad.
A twittering eaves, eaves
Eyelashes, eyelashes, snapping.
Applause, notes dropped.
Wings, wings, petals, petals
Precipitation precipitation, flying around.
(I love it, tonight)
Walk out of the hall and wade into ankle-deep notes.
I don't know if I'm hurt.
Adagio, like a song, flows slowly.
(That girl, that girl)
Should I do backstroke or backstroke?
Jazz, or knight.
Tears for love, is it beautiful or stupid?
(shadow, shadow)
Love should be classical or romantic, love
Holding a music ticket that doesn't tear corners.
At a loss, I don't know what colorful memories to tear into.
Let the moonlight drift along the street, or
Sandwiched in pirated Shakespeare's plays
(Love's efforts are in vain)
Love should be remembered or forgotten, love.
(moonlight, shadow, shadow)
2. A modern poem about music (including the front) is "a heartstring"-Tagore
The music of your harp.
Ups and downs, changes.
The strings are quietly tied to me.
Heartstrings.
Since then, my heart has been all year round.
With the music you play
Clark,
My soul is with your melody.
The waves are rippling.
Your eyes are as bright as mine.
The lamp of hope,
Your floral fragrance blends in.
My vision.
Since then, day and night,
In your incomparable beauty
My heart shines and blooms,
Shake gently,
The shadow of my soul is faintly visible.
Your face.
3. Modern poetry describes music or piano music. In the early embryonic period of human art, poetry and music are twin sisters born at the same time, and ancient poetry can be recited at home and abroad. China's The Book of Songs is full of musical rhythm and sense of rhythm. Most Yuefu in Han Dynasty are lyrics that can be enjoyed, and the most popular seven-character quatrains and ancient poems in Tang poetry can be sung with tunes. Song ci originated from folk minor. It is actually a "pop song" in the Song Dynasty. After Yuan Dynasty, the relationship between music and drama became closer. As a combination of music and poetry, Yuanqu is very popular. The Iliad and Odyssey, the most famous ancient poems in the West, were compiled by Homer of bard based on short epics that were passed down orally. Ancient Greek poetry is classified according to the number of backup singers and musical instruments.
Music and poetry have a lot in common. Both of them are good at lyricism and pay great attention to rhythm, rhythm and timbre. Many famous poets at all times and all over the world have an indissoluble bond with music. They love music, which has become an important part of their spiritual world. Music inspires their wisdom and their creative inspiration. Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty was a poet proficient in music. He can play the piano and sing, especially good at describing music and music performances. In addition to Pipa Xing, which is well known to all women and children, he also wrote a poem Zheng, describing the wonderful performance of a female pianist:
Clouds are green, flowers are beautiful and red.
Eyes cut autumn waters, fingers peel onions.
In just four sentences, the beautiful image of the female guzheng player jumped from the paper. When describing an emotional performance, he wrote: "Bring sorrow to the palm of your hand and hate to the string." When the music reached its climax and came to an abrupt end, he wrote: "The Buddha and the bead broke together, and the sound of the knife ended." The last two sentences of the poem are: "When you rest, your feelings are constant, so you can't stop thinking endlessly." How delicate and vivid the description is and how memorable it is. After the performance, people were still intoxicated with the music and meditated.
The posture and movements of playing the Zheng are similar to playing the piano. Isn't this poem by Bai Juyi a vivid portrayal of modern China's "beautiful face" on the piano?
In the Northern Song Dynasty, Su Shi was familiar with flute, guzheng, pipa and other musical instruments, especially guqin, which he thought was the representative instrument of "China Zheng Sheng". Su Shi is not only good at listening and appreciating music, but also a master of piano playing. He once listened to the guzheng performance in Kanluoji. The piano played the Yangtze River rushing thousands of miles, and the Three Gorges beat the shore. The sound of the piano is exciting, and Su Shi can't help it. He took out his "double phoenix trough" and played it. The sound of the piano played the monkey crying and fox howling in the Three Gorges, which added endless meaning to Jiangxia. Su Shi's piano skills are "sighing and smelling".
In the long river of modern western music, composers let poems fly with melodic wings. Byron's 13 poems were put on the opera stage, Pushkin's masterpieces inspired Russian composers, people all over the world recited Schiller's ode to joy because of Beethoven's ninth symphony, and even our poems by Li Bai, Wang Wei and Meng Haoran were set into foreign accents by Mahler. Schubert, Schumann, Liszt, Mendelssohn and other composers created a large number of artistic songs for Goethe and Heine's poems. Among operas, poetic dramas, oratorios, phonological poems and symphonic poems, the relationship between music and poetry is more intimate and harmonious.
Schumann believes that as an artist, one should first become a "poet" and strive for the "understanding" of poetry. Romantic piano composers, especially like poetry, get inspiration from it and draw inspiration from their creation. Chopin's piano ballads are full of strong artistic appeal because of their epic and drama, and their musical images are developed through symphonic means, which can be regarded as the predecessor of Liszt's symphonic poems. The first ballad in G minor, praised by Schumann as "the work full of the highest inspiration", is Chopin's own favorite work. It was conceived according to Conrad Wallenrode, a long poem by Chopin's compatriot Mickiewicz, and depicts the tragic epic of ancient Poland's resistance to Teutonic people. The second ballad in F major is also based on the long poem "Girl Swayze" by the same poet. The lively, gorgeous and elegant Third Ballad in A-flat Major is thought to be inspired by Mickey Coventry's poem water sprite, and some experts who study Chopin's biography think it is influenced by the poet Heine's Lorelei. In a word, it's a poem, a poem, or a poem.
Liszt's three Petrarch sonnets are selected from the second episode of Travel Years, Travel Notes in Italy. Petrarch (1304~ 1374) was a great poet in Italy during the Renaissance, and was awarded the title of "Poet Laureate" by the Roman Senate. Liszt's piano music was written under the inspiration of Petrarch's sonnets, with harmonious and beautiful rhythm, very lyrical and full of aesthetic feeling. Among them are Petrarch's sonnets. 104 is the most appreciated, which shows the longing for love and the pain of lovelorn. It is the reserved repertoire of the piano concert. As for Lao Chai's Four Seasons, it is a piano suite that amateur piano lovers are very familiar with. It consists of 12 lyric poems written by Russian poets. Each song represents a month, showing various characteristics of different seasons in Russia, full of poetry and painting.
Poetry is the song of the soul, and song is the crystallization of poetry. Coleridge, an English poet, said, "A man without music in his soul can never be a real poet". On the other hand, we can also say, "A person without poetry in his soul will never be a real musician, nor can he write music well or play the piano well." Chopin is known as the "piano poet". He is more than a poet. He is a poet and a saint. His creation and performance are the most perfect examples of the combination of piano and poetry.
4. A modern poem about music (including the front) is "a heartstring"-Tagore
The music of your harp.
Ups and downs, changes.
The strings are quietly tied to me.
Heartstrings.
Since then, my heart has been all year round.
With the music you play
Clark,
My soul is with your melody.
The waves are rippling.
Your eyes are as bright as mine.
The lamp of hope,
Your floral fragrance blends in.
My vision.
Since then, day and night,
In your incomparable beauty
My heart shines and blooms,
Shake gently,
The shadow of my soul is faintly visible.
Your face.
Modern poetry and mountain scenery are a bit graceful and restrained.
Turn your pen and dip it in ink, but I see you frown.
Xiaoxiang map in Mo Ling is easy to scratch but difficult to dye eyebrows.
Build a mountain because you are pale.
Fishing boats decorated with guzheng attracted two butterflies.
How can bright colors affect you like spikes?
The density and shade are all sprinkled to the fullest. Smell your flying wheat.
Who is the man on the boat in Quegong?
The preface of this poem, I lit my pen and took it back.
My heart is unpredictable, and I see a lonely goose flying south.
Jin Zunkong invited Youyou Yue Ming to be alone.
The mountains and rivers are boundless and lonely.
Prosperity is like a dream, frost and snow are like a moon.
This kind of speculation vaguely appeared on the edge of the south of the Yangtze River.
Sunset beauty, you touch the piano and sing softly to understand the charm.
Can you get drunk and snuggle up at dusk?
It's hard to laugh by candlelight.
How to recover the stolen time?
How can two people cry when writing calligraphy and painting?
If you were younger, who would you choose?
The preface of this poem, I lit my pen and took it back.
My heart is unpredictable, and I see a lonely goose flying south.
Jin Zunkong invited Youyou Yue Ming to be alone.
The mountains and rivers are boundless and lonely.
The preface of the poem, I regret writing a pen and taking it back.
Smoke and water are endless, and candles cut the west window for a few nights.
Xiaoxiang Mu Xue fishing boat sleeps alone at night.
When spring comes back, I will take you to the end of the world.
Preface to Lanting Collection of Background Music
6. Music-related Modern Poetry Section 3 The seventh Cambridge long poem "Ai Ti"
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And music.
The other side of music
Green pervades the earth.
Whose life is flowing?
Into our limbs and bones
Always full, always full.
And music.
Spring in the garden rises in the morning.
Rose, the fairy ready to die.
Take off her thin coat.
One beat after another.
Then I saw the music.
The soul of love and beauty
Whose life is flowing?
Into our limbs and bones
music
The soul of love and beauty
Her scale
From the sky
Come on
All the flowers are infected.
They are full of youth.
From root to leaf
music
Projected light
Send the color of the flowers far away.
Like clouds, like flames.
Whose life is flowing?
And music.
The wind stopped moving.
a long while
In our hearts
The world began to dream.
7. Who can help me find modern poems about music? It must be beautiful. Thank you. Listening to light music, many scenes flashed through my mind. The flowers of my thoughts bloom in an instant, and the brush strokes gently flow down rows of thoughts with the level of music. Qing, Ming, sadness, chaos ... seem to be telling, but also seem to enjoy themselves, or lament, or sing softly, and so on.
Loneliness of Music (Modern Poetry) Tonight, I want to enjoy a kind of loneliness alone in music. On TV, many singers have different expressions. They can't sing my pain. It's dark. I want to pretend to be naive many years ago in my songs. This little request was seen through my loneliness by the song. The fragmented singer is singing. I know, tomorrow will be bright. Music is afraid of light. My loneliness is a kind of music that permeates the city. (1) Light Music-Memories 1. The beautiful necks of Swan Lake overlap and play, and the fluttering wings sing sweet melodies in silence. The warm breath lingered and retreated shyly. 2. Rain and dew in the jungle are dancing in the light beam flowing in the morning. I want to hug you in the early morning sunshine, spread your shining wings and touch the warm chapter in your heart. 3. The figure gradually blurred in the rain, like a line of rain, slipping through the tears in my heart and asking for it on my cheek. Please don't let the umbrella cover only an infatuated face and farewell eyes, and stay away from death instantly. Death ... 4. The diary ticks, and the scattered title page carries a little sweet and happy past, just like the grassland under my most beautiful starry sky, the fall of Meteor 5. Playing with jumping fingers, intoxicated thoughts pass through the collision of souls in music and forget myself in the burning spark of joy. 6. The grass ring is gently placed between the fingers, shining with the light of rain and dew, and the fallen leaves look at each other affectionately, just like rotating thoughts, passing through the door of the soul in silence, filtering out colorful thoughts. 7. The necklace gave me a pair of hands, and we flew over Qian Shan to see it in the morning and evening. Green and red are fading, and the golden fire is warming our wings. (2) Guzheng music-thinking 1. Become a butterfly If the world can, I want to become a colorful butterfly playing in the green field and lingering in my heart among the flowers. That is the most beautiful memory and meditation. In an instant, I was the only one dancing in the world. Your smile is like a flower in spring, delicate and charming. 2. Where is the slightest trace? A raft of rain fell on the west window and stayed up all night. My mind is exhausted. People are close at hand. How many yellow simple sails are swaying in my dreams, stopping and swinging, wandering in candlelight, laughing little by little, tapping my heart, wrinkling a pool of autumn water, saying nothing, remembering how speechless, and where are thousands of thoughts? Where is the person ... 3. Wandering in the autumn moon night, who can see you when you are confused and sad? This bright moon is deserted, and there is no such thing as WU GANG cutting Guiying. It's just hard to solve the problem. It's hard to complain about the blue sea, blue sky and bitter night. Only this lonely courtyard is cold and sad. (3) Piano Music-Dream 1. The flying skirt flowers will bloom in an instant, and the bird looks at the pink dancing shoes curiously and taps the music of the fairy mirror. 2. Tie a flower towel and jump around the bamboo blue. 3. Push open the wooden window facing the street, a ray of sunshine rushes in, and gorgeous joy hangs over the flying mood. Bathed in the morning breeze, the sound of gray geese flying in the clear blue sky echoed in the small town. 4. It is like a flowing melody, stroking the chest of the guests, arousing the spark of jubilation, and spinning the most striking waltz around tonight hand in hand with you and me. I was deeply moved by your shyness. Only our warm hearts are in the romantic Rhine night.
8. The mountains and rivers of modern poetry are full of magic, but I am slightly graceful when I am absorbed in writing and dipping in ink, but I see that your eyebrows are locked, and it is difficult to dye your eyebrows. Because your light fishing boat is decorated with guzheng, a song attracts two butterflies and gives you bright colors. How can you smell Maixiang vividly? Who was on board when he flew to the palace? I write a poem as a preface, and I take back my heart. Look at the lonely geese flying south, the golden vase is empty and unpredictable. Inviting the lonely moon, the mountains and rivers are boundless, and Xiaoxiang is foggy. Like a dream, with frost and snow on the temples and the edge of the south of the Yangtze River disappearing, this elusive and subtle beauty of the sunset glow is lost. You can touch the piano, sing softly and experience the charm. Can you get drunk at dusk and talk by candlelight at night? If you are in trouble, how can you? If you are young, who would you choose to write this poem? I wrote a pen and took back my boudoir. Look at the lonely geese flying south, the golden urn is empty and unpredictable. I was invited to the lonely moon. The mountains and rivers are boundless and lonely. It's misty. Regret writing a pen and taking back the smoke and water. I cut candles at the west window and slept alone for several nights. When I return to spring, I will take you to the end of the world. * * Lanting Preface of Flying Background Music.