1. Suddenly the flute sound becomes lively and interesting, whirling repeatedly, the beautiful melody falls layer by layer, and the speed gradually increases, which really makes it feel like singing late.
2. A piece of music that lasts through the ages is reverberated in the intestines, causing thousands of ripples; a melodious flute tune is like crying and complaining, and gracefully turns into the curve of the sea water.
3. Suddenly there was a beautiful flute sound, as if you were in a beautiful dream, intoxicating. It was as if flowers were blooming all over my heart in an instant, which was exciting. It seems like the whole world is listening, which makes people addicted.
4. The sound of someone’s jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City. In this nocturne, when I hear the willow tree breaking, who can't help but feel the love of my hometown?
5. The sound of the flute faded away, and with a touch of sadness, I returned to my innocent childhood, outlining my infinite nostalgia for the past.
6. The sound of the flute is sometimes high-pitched and exciting, sometimes cheerful and interesting. The syllables are as endless as gurgling water, as clear and cheerful as the chunchun stream. We have been deeply intoxicated by this wonderful flute sound. 7. The melodious flute and melodious voice passed through the tree-lined paths and floated among the tall buildings. My heart suddenly became lost.
8. The sound of the flute rises melodiously, crisp and soft, euphemistic and clear. Just like the sound of nature, soothing to the heart and mind!
9. The beautiful and elegant sound of the flute lingers in the ears, as if freehand pictures are laid out in front of the eyes.
10. When you hear the ethereal sound of the flute blowing from afar, you will always feel an unknown emotion. The sound of the flute is the sound in dreams. Through the long years, it is still the same as before
11. The sound of the flute continued to float in the air, and I jumped into the ocean of notes. When the beautiful rhythm spread in my ears, it sounded high and low. ; The melodious and exciting heart also becomes turbulent.
12. The sound of the flute rises into the deep sky with stars and bright moon, dancing gracefully with the clouds, like the noise of heaven and earth turning into a gorgeous tapestry, a silent spiritual scroll. A fresh and mysterious sound of nature.
13. When the sky is dyed rouge by the setting sun, the loud, melodious and exciting sound of the flute ripples in the quiet Yongdao Street and slowly disappears at the end of the street.
14. The sound of the flute gradually became softer and quieter, the fishing boat moored and slept, and my heart was immersed in the cantabile melody according to the rhythm, then high, then calm, and then distant
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15. I slow down. My vision, under the guise of the bridge of clouds and rain, travels through time and space and returns to my childhood: a simple childhood, a splendid childhood, a childhood that contains secrets and dreams.
16. I have to admire it. The sound of this flute is simply the sound of nature. It is so beautiful, so melodious, and so desirable. The notes touch every nerve in me. How can I not be attracted to it? Tremble and praise it?
17. In the noisy city, it is rare to hear a graceful and tranquil piccolo sound. The sound of the flute renders the dusk scene in the mist and rain into a poetic and confusing place, reminding people of the sound of the xun coming from the ancient city wall in Jia Pingwa's novels.
18. At night, the deserted crescent moon hung on the treetops at the head of the village. Suddenly, a low flute sound came from .
19. Standing alone on the bow, a transverse flute is flying in the dusk. The melodious flute sound teases the red clouds in the sky, and the scattered flute music dances the reeds on both sides of the bank.
20. The unique timbre of the flute fills the room, like a pastoral poem, elegant, light, quiet and far away; like a gurgling stream, gentle and crisp, singing softly; and like a stream of music. The original scenery of my hometown has no carved ornaments and is fresh and natural.
21. The sound of the flute in the quiet night comes from the open heart. It floats melodiously and echoes continuously, lingering with infinite reveries and thoughts, slowly soaring.
22. The sound of the flute echoes in the reed flowers, and white birds suddenly start in a row. Don't come here to adjust the fishing rod, thinking about the water and the cold clouds.
23. The flowers are scattered and scattered. The gentle sound of the flute affects the afterglow of the setting sun, as if thousands of petals are falling in the sky, embellishing the solemn pictures into a dreamlike mood.
24. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky. The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
25. When I was a child, I owned a beige piccolo. I used this piccolo to try to extend my understanding of love, but the result was empty and turned into a soundtrack of confusion and longing.
26. The sound of the flute renders the dusk scene in the misty rain into a poetic and confusing place, reminding people of the sound of the xun from the ancient city wall in Jia Pingwa's novel.
27. On a lonely night, whose flute plays the wind strings, like the fragrance of flowers on the other side doing an elegant dance, rising and falling together, gently drifting across the ears from far to near, overflowing Heart.
28. When that kind of beautiful rhythm spreads in the ears, it will be high and low; the melodious and exciting heart will also be turbulent. The sound of the flute continued to float in the air, and I jumped into the ocean of notes. Sentences describing the melodious sound of the flute
1. The sound of the flute rises melodiously, with crispness and softness corresponding to each other, euphemism and clarity coexisting.
Just like the sound of nature, soothing to the heart and mind!
2. The sound of the flute faded away, and with a touch of sadness, I returned to my innocent childhood, outlining my infinite nostalgia for the past.
3. The sound of the flute gradually became softer and quieter, and the fishing boat moored to sleep. My heart was immersed in the cantabile melody according to the rhythm, then high, then calm, and then far away
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4. I slow down. My vision, under the guise of the bridge of clouds and rain, travels through time and space and returns to my childhood: a simple childhood, a splendid childhood, a childhood that contains secrets and dreams.
5. The unique timbre of the flute fills the room, like a pastoral poem, elegant, light, quiet and far away; like a gurgling stream, gentle and crisp, singing softly; and like a stream of music. The original scenery of my hometown has no carved ornaments and is fresh and natural.
6. The sound of the flute in the quiet night comes from the open heart. It floats melodiously and echoes continuously, lingering with infinite reveries and thoughts, slowly soaring. Rising into the deep sky with stars and bright moon, dancing gracefully with the clouds, it is like the noise of heaven and earth turning into a gorgeous tapestry, a silent spiritual scroll, a fresh and mysterious music of nature.
7. On a lonely night, whose flute plays the wind strings, like the fragrance of flowers on the other side doing an elegant dance, rising and falling together, gently drifting across the ears from far to near, overflowing Heart.
8. I have to admire it. The sound of this flute is simply the sound of nature. It is so beautiful, so melodious, and so desirable. The notes touch every nerve in me. How can I not be attracted to it? Tremble and praise it?
9. At night, the deserted crescent moon hung on the treetops at the head of the village. Suddenly, a low flute sound came from .
10. The melodious flute and melodious voice passed through the tree-lined paths and floated among the tall buildings. My heart suddenly became lost.
11. When the sky is dyed rouge by the setting sun, the loud, melodious and exciting sound of the flute ripples in the quiet Yongdao Street and slowly disappears at the end of the street.
12. In the noisy city, it is rare to hear a sweet and tranquil piccolo sound. The sound of the flute renders the dusk scene in the mist and rain into a poetic and confusing place, reminding people of the sound of the xun coming from the ancient city wall in Jia Pingwa's novels.
13. The sound of the flute in the quiet night comes from the open heart. It floats melodiously and echoes continuously, lingering with infinite reveries and thoughts, slowly soaring.
14. When that kind of beautiful rhythm spreads in the ears, it will be high and low; the melodious and exciting heart will also be turbulent. The sound of the flute continued to float in the air, and I jumped into the ocean of notes
15. The sound of the flute rendered the dusk scene in the misty rain poetic and confusing, making people think of the sound of the xun from the ancient city wall in Jia Pingwa's novel.
16. Suddenly there was a beautiful flute sound, as if you were in a beautiful dream, intoxicating. It was as if flowers were blooming all over my heart in an instant, which was exciting. It seems like the whole world is listening, which makes people addicted.
17. When you hear the ethereal sound of the flute blowing from afar, you will always feel an unknown emotion. The sound of the flute is the sound in dreams. After passing through the long years, it is still the same as before
18. The sound of someone’s jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City. In this nocturne, when I hear the willow tree breaking, who can't help but feel the love of my hometown?
19. The flowers are scattered and scattered. The gentle sound of the flute affects the afterglow of the setting sun, as if thousands of petals are falling in the sky, embellishing the solemn pictures into a dreamlike mood.
20. The sound of the flute is sometimes high-pitched and exciting, sometimes cheerful and interesting. The syllables are as endless as gurgling water, as clear and cheerful as the chunchun stream. We have been deeply intoxicated by this wonderful flute sound.
21. Suddenly the flute sound became lively and full of interest, whirling repeatedly, the beautiful melody fell layer by layer, and the speed increased gradually, which really made it feel like singing late.
22. The sound of the flute continued to float in the air, and I jumped into the ocean of notes. When the beautiful rhythm spread in my ears, it was high and low, and my heart was melodious and exciting. turmoil.
23. A piece of music that lasts through the ages is reverberated in the intestines, causing thousands of ripples; a melodious flute song is like crying and complaining, and gracefully turns into the curve of the sea water.
24. When I was a child, I owned a beige piccolo. I used this piccolo to try to extend my understanding of love, but the result was empty and turned into a soundtrack of confusion and longing.
25. The sound of the flute rises into the deep sky with stars and bright moon, dancing gracefully with the clouds, like the noise of heaven and earth turning into a gorgeous tapestry, a silent spiritual scroll. A fresh and mysterious sound of nature.
26. Standing alone on the bow, a transverse flute is flying in the dusk. The melodious flute sound teases the red clouds in the sky, and the scattered flute music dances the reeds on both sides of the bank. Sentences describing the beautiful sound of the flute
Sentences describing the beautiful sound of the flute
1. There are two plum trees outside the eaves, and the wind blew last night in front of the court. I don't know where the flute came from, and I heard a hit sound.
2. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass stretches to the sky. The evening breeze carries the faint sound of willow flutes, and the sun sets outside the mountains.
3. The beautiful and elegant sound of the flute lingers in the ears, as if freehand pictures are laid out in front of the eyes.
4. The sound of the flute echoes in the reed flowers, and white birds suddenly start in a row. Don't come here to adjust the fishing rod, thinking about the water and the cold clouds.
5. The sound of someone’s jade flute spreads into the spring breeze and fills Luo City. In this nocturne, when I hear the willow tree breaking, who can't help but feel the love of my hometown?
6. The sound of the flute rises melodiously, crisp and soft, euphemistic and clear. Just like the sound of nature, soothing to the heart and mind!
7. The sound of the flute faded away, and with a touch of sadness, I returned to my innocent childhood, outlining my infinite nostalgia for the past.
8. The sound of the flute renders the dusk scene in the misty rain into a poetic and confusing place, reminding people of the sound of the xun from the ancient city wall in Jia Pingwa's novel.
9. A piece of music that lasts through the ages is reverberated in the intestines, creating thousands of ripples; a melodious flute tune is like crying and complaining, gracefully turning into the curve of the sea water.
10. The melodious flute and melodious voice passed through the tree-lined paths and floated among the tall buildings. My heart suddenly became lost.
11. Standing alone on the bow, a transverse flute is flying in the dusk. The melodious flute sound teases the red clouds in the sky, and the scattered flute sounds dance on the reeds on both sides of the bank.
12. The sound of the flute in the quiet night comes from the open heart. It floats melodiously and echoes continuously, lingering with infinite reveries and thoughts, slowly soaring.
13. Suddenly the flute sound became lively and interesting, whirling repeatedly, the beautiful melody falling layer by layer, and the speed gradually increased, which really made it feel like singing late.
14. When the sky is dyed rouge by the setting sun, the loud, melodious and exciting sound of the flute ripples in the quiet Yongdao Street and slowly disappears at the end of the street.
15. When you hear the ethereal sound of the flute blowing from afar, you will always feel an unknown emotion. The sound of the flute is the sound in dreams. After passing through the long years, it is still the same as before
16. The sound of the flute gradually became softer and quieter, and the fishing boat moored to sleep. My heart was immersed in the cantabile melody with the rhythm, and then it became louder and louder. 17. At night, the deserted crescent moon hangs on the treetops at the head of the village. Suddenly, a low flute sound comes. It must be melodious and I can't sleep. The flute sound is so Floating slowly throughout the small valley.
18. The flowers are scattered and scattered. The gentle sound of the flute affects the afterglow of the setting sun, as if thousands of petals are falling in the sky, embellishing the solemn pictures into a dreamlike mood.
19. When I was a child, I owned a beige piccolo. I used this piccolo to try to extend my understanding of love, but the result was empty and turned into a soundtrack of confusion and longing.
20. I slow down. My vision, under the guise of the bridge of clouds and rain, travels through time and space and returns to my childhood: a simple childhood, a splendid childhood, a childhood that contains secrets and dreams.
21. On a lonely night, whose flute plays the wind strings, like the fragrance of flowers on the other side doing an elegant dance, rising and falling together, gently drifting across the ears from far to near, overflowing Heart.
22. The sound of the flute continued to float in the air, and I jumped into the ocean of notes. When the beautiful rhythm spread in my ears, it was high and low, and my heart was melodious and exciting. turmoil.
23. When that kind of beautiful rhythm spreads in the ears, it will be high and low; the melodious and exciting heart will also be turbulent. The sound of the flute continued to float in the air, and I jumped into the ocean of notes
24. In the noisy city, it was rare to hear a graceful and tranquil piccolo sound. The sound of the flute renders the dusk scene in the mist and rain into a poetic and confusing place, reminding people of the sound of the xun coming from the ancient city wall in Jia Pingwa's novels.
25. Suddenly there was a beautiful flute sound, as if you were in a beautiful dream, intoxicating. It was as if flowers were blooming all over my heart in an instant, which was exciting. It seems like the whole world is listening, which makes people addicted.
26. The sound of the flute rises into the deep sky with stars and bright moon, dancing gracefully with the clouds, like the noise of heaven and earth turning into a gorgeous tapestry, a silent spiritual scroll. A fresh and mysterious sound of nature.
27. I have to admire it. The sound of this flute is simply the sound of nature. It is so beautiful, so melodious, and so desirable. The notes touch every nerve in me. How can I not be attracted to it? Tremble and praise it?
28. The sound of the flute is sometimes high-pitched and exciting, sometimes cheerful and interesting. The syllables are as endless as gurgling water, as clear and cheerful as the chunchun stream. We have been deeply intoxicated by this wonderful flute sound.
29. The unique timbre of the flute fills the room, like a pastoral poem, elegant, light, quiet and far away; like a gurgling stream, gentle, crisp, and softly singing Singing lightly; it is like the original scenery of my hometown, without ornaments, fresh and natural.
30. The sound of the flute in the quiet night comes from the open heart. It floats melodiously and echoes continuously, lingering with infinite reveries and thoughts, slowly soaring. Rising into the deep sky with stars and bright moon, dancing gracefully with the clouds, it is like the noise of heaven and earth turning into a gorgeous tapestry, a silent spiritual scroll, a fresh and mysterious music of nature.
31. When the sky is dyed rouge by the setting sun, the loud, melodious and exciting sound of the flute ripples in the quiet Yongdao Street and slowly disappears at the end of the street. What a wonderful and lovely flute it is! It is simply a spiritual bird, a singing bird. Sometimes it seems to be chirping in the infinitely quiet deep valley; sometimes it seems to be noisy in the depths of the spring forest; sometimes it becomes the chirping of a flock of birds. Sentences that describe the beautiful sound
1. There is a kind of sound, The middle-aged painter misses her more and more. This kind of sound is very strange, with color, shape, temperature, and emotional stories mixed in it. But now I can't hear it anymore.
2. The lingering sound lingers for three days without stopping, and I don’t know the taste of meat in three months. This song should only exist in heaven, and is rarely heard in the human world.
3. In the sound of rain, he grew up, got married, and became a father... The old house in the alley and the rain became the most bizarre background of his life. On rainy days, he would also tell his son the ancient poems about rain, and friends would always come to his studio.
4. The rain and mist sprinkled on the bamboo leaves, rustling like a girl stroking the strings, like spring silkworms devouring mulberry leaves.
5. At the dock of love, I burn my boat. I am afraid that you will miss it due to your negligence in the dark of night. I am waiting with my heart.
6. The three or two sounds of the rotating shaft plucking the strings indicate feelings before the tune is formed. The strings muffle the sounds and thoughts, seeming to complain of a life of failure. The formalities of the letter were continued with a low eyebrow, telling all the infinite things in one's heart. Lightly gathered, slowly twisted and wiped, and then picked again, it was a neon dress at first and six Yao later. The big strings are as noisy as the rain, and the small strings are as loud as whispers. The bullets are noisy and mixed, and big and small beads fall on the jade plate. The orioles in Guan Guan are talking about the slippery bottom of the flower, and it is difficult to go under the ice of the Youyan Spring.
7. When I walked to the waterfall, I saw silvery white water pouring down one by one like an old man’s white beard. The wind blew over, blowing the water into a light mist and sprinkled it on my face, which was very cool. A few streams of water seemed to be in a hurry, rushing down in a hurry. If they were not careful, they hit the rocks, and the water splashed everywhere, as crystal and lovely as flying beads and broken jade.
8. Love each other as if every day is the end of the world. Every minute and second will be so beautiful that tears fall down. Ignore whether others think good or bad. As long as you are brave enough to follow me, love does not need to be deliberately arranged. It feels very pleasant to kiss and hug each other. Enjoy the present and don’t be afraid of getting hurt when you are happy. We believe that many miracles will exist.
9. The sound of tinkling rain all night beats the gong for spring plowing and beats the drum for sowing.
10. Snowflakes are falling in the air, falling gracefully one by one, blooming with unparalleled beauty and tenderness. That is the dandruff that God forgot to wash his hair. My dear, I also forgot to wash my hair, but why is the sadness falling all over the floor? The white roof, the white room, the white birds fly over my years without leaving a sound, standing there One snowflake after another in the snow, watching it turn into transparent water droplets little by little, reflecting a tragic whiteness, the whole world is like a luxurious worship.
Chapter 2
1. There is a voice that the middle-aged painter misses more and more. This kind of sound is very strange, with color, shape, temperature, and emotional stories mixed in it. But now I can't hear it anymore.
2. The lingering sound lingers for three days, and in three months I don’t know the taste of meat. This song should only exist in heaven, and is rarely heard in the human world.
3. In the sound of rain, he grew up, got married, and became a father... The alleys, old houses and rain became the most bizarre background of his life. On rainy days, he would also tell his son the ancient poems about rain, and friends would always come to his studio.
4. The raindrops fell into the stagnant water with a tinkling sound, making a deep sound. The elegant and charming breath spreads to your ears, your brain, and your heart. When you think about real life, you will better understand yourself, better set short-term goals for your life, better consider the long-term direction of life, better handle relationships with others, and be more responsible for this. There is a thought for everything.
5. The rain and mist sprinkled on the bamboo leaves, rustling like a girl caressing the strings, like spring silkworms devouring mulberry leaves.
6. Walking forward, you can only hear cicadas singing and birds chirping. Looking up, I saw thrushes and cuckoos jumping around on the trees, as happy as gods. Before I had finished admiring such a poetic and picturesque picture, the sound of running water caught my attention. Wow, nature really knows how to put the finishing touch! I quickly walked towards the small forest, and it turned out to be a winding creek. The stream is crystal clear, with countless pebbles and small fish swimming happily in the water. Ah! Nature plays another song for us. Learn about the long history of the Chinese nation through Chinese language stories.
7. At the dock of love, I burn my boat. I am afraid that you will miss it due to your negligence when the night is dark, so I wait with my heart burning.
8. In the ancient town, next to every alley and under the eaves of every house, there is a cheerful stream. Some are bigger, some are smaller, the stream keeps flowing down, passing through rows of small shops, passing by happy ethnic minority families, flowing through the fields of yellow rapeseed flowers...
9 , around my life, there are many pleasant sounds, the singing of birds, which makes me happy; the sound of teachers teaching, enriching my knowledge; the honking of cars, reminding me to pay attention to safety; and the rustling of grass , telling me that time is passing.
However, no matter how beautiful and pleasant these sounds are, they can never compare to the wonder of all things in nature.
10. In summer. After several autumn rains, the stream water rose by a few poles; the early withered catalpa trees had lost all their green leaves; the golden rosy clouds penetrated deep into the stream from the gaps between the branches of the tree; the splashing indigo waves appeared like a rainbow. of light.