Voice of nature: 1
Close your eyes, abandon your distractions, listen to the sounds of nature, listen to the wind whistling in your ears, and listen to the rain beating on the earth.
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It was a summer night, and it was raining outside the window, mixed with a few breezes. I subconsciously opened the window and reached out to feel the coolness. The raindrops are very light, and a rain flower blooms in my palm. The wind blows in, rolls up a strand of broken hair, closes your eyes and listens attentively, the natural sound.
Rain drops on the windowsill, making a subtle sound, which is generally not noticed. At this time, I don't know why, but it is very comfortable. The breeze blows through my ears, which is different from the scraping wind. The wind is weak, as if there is no wind. I vaguely heard the sound of fallen leaves falling on the ground, perhaps because of the rain. The voice of nature is usually not very noticeable, but now, this silent summer night is particularly clear, that is, that time, I learned to listen to the voice of nature.
Natural sounds include Mao Mao rain, whistling wind, tinkling water, rolling thunder, blooming flowers, butterflies flapping their wings, fallen leaves and heavy snow. The natural sound is so beautiful and charming that it is either eye-catching or fragile. Eye-catching, people can't ignore its existence, weak, and it feels good after listening. This is the unique voice of nature.
The stream tinkled and played a beautiful rhyme; Dead leaves fly freely all over the sky and fall into the soil on the ground; Flowers bloom everywhere, and subtle voices can't hide gorgeous youth.
Whenever I am alone, I close my eyes and listen to the sounds of nature. Wind and rain, flowers and leaves are blooming in nature, and I, as a listener, appreciate their beauty. I think of that summer night from time to time. That time, I learned to listen to the voice of nature. ...
Voice of Nature: Chapter 2
Bright moonlight shone through the window, holding my report card, my tears blurred, my heart was full of heaviness, and everything in my eyes became disgraceful. At this time, like a gust of wind, I couldn't help but go out and take a walk in the park.
I watched, and I was left alone. Loneliness and sadness filled my whole brain, and I looked at the dark road ahead in ignorance.
I don't know if the naughty boy in the grass made a noise and broke the sadness at night. I am already annoyed, so I am even more annoyed. But I don't know why there is a hidden joy in my little heart. Why? Why? I quieted down and became the only audience at the concert.
The concert has begun.
Players are playing on their stage on the dark green grass, spiders are playing the piano with their own nets, and frog buddies are "gung ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" in the rhythmic thunder drum. I really don't know who is the behind-the-scenes messenger. Every sound and ring carries the hope of insects for life.
Listen! In the whole park, there is a song here and a word there, which is about my yearning for the sky. Every beat, every note has drilled through my heart, squeezing out the heavy "hope" one by one? I murmured, and walked to the road ahead, but it was dark and with a little light. I ran home and picked up the newspaper again. I smiled. This is the magic of nature's voice.
In the middle of the night, I was lying in bed, still listening to the beautiful music outside the window. I saw insects smiling at me and whispering in my dreams. This is the voice of nature.
Voice of Nature: Chapter 3
The music came too suddenly, like a shy little girl, quietly.
Just after waking up, the climax of joy-thunder broke the peace of the morning. The sounds of nature, raindrops and thunder are all wonderful sound symbols. Thunder bursts, thinking that there are thousands of troops and horses shouting in unison in the sky, but also like a thousand people beating drums and howling loudly.
"sasha vujacic, sasha vujacic ..." Woven a veil between heaven and earth. Rain falls on leaves, making a rustling sound, like spring silkworms chewing leaves.
It rained like a concert: the dark sky seemed to add luster to the concert; The amazing thunder added atmosphere to the concert; The sound of raindrops is like an elegant song, sometimes swish and sometimes rustle ... every fallen flower is intoxicated with this beautiful song and dances in the sky. Every sound in the rain is like a note, singing loudly, and wonderful music spreads everywhere, from far and near, from far and near ... Rain, how ordinary! But it brings us such wonderful songs. The wind is blowing, the rain is falling, the thunder is rumbling, the concert is going on enthusiastically, and the beautiful songs of nature are singing ... At this moment, I feel that I have integrated with nature. Listen, I fly in the rain, too.
The rain stopped, the flowers blossomed, the trees grew, the branches turned green, the wind held my breath, the concert was over, and the usual peace was restored … but I was still intoxicated with the concert.
I suddenly left, like a happy little girl, quiet and happy
Voice of Nature: Chapter 4
When I woke up in the morning, I saw the sky was overcast, as if it was going to rain. What are the naughty birds chirping about? They seem to say: it's going to rain, it's going to rain!
I opened the window and a drop of rain hit my cheek. Ah, that's cool! Then, the rain ticked down from the sky. They bid farewell to Brother Yun and came to this beautiful world to nourish everything.
Gradually, the rain became more and more "rustling", and Zhu Xiaoyu sang a wonderful song. When the raindrops fell to the ground, their faces were still smiling, and many small drops changed immediately.
Slowly, it rained heavily. Not only the sound of rain, but also the wind and thunder. Hua and Hu
The three voices of "rumble" are intertwined to form a more beautiful music. The rain is singing, the wind is accompanying, and the thunder is beating drums. They seem to be an orchestra, conquering the whole land. Let everything enjoy this wonderful sound. I am immersed in singing and beautiful nature.
After a while, the rain stopped. The wind also held its breath. Only the rain on the eaves is still falling, Ding Dong Ding Dong. It's like singing the end of this music. A beautiful rainbow appears in the distance, which seems to be a "colorful bridge" for people to cross the bridge, explore the magical nature and listen to the sounds of nature. Birds are singing again, as if to celebrate the joy after bathing, and as if to say: nature is so beautiful! They spread their wings and flew to the boundless sky and the warm embrace of nature.
I like to see this beautiful nature! I like to listen to the wonderful sounds of nature! !
Voice of Nature: Chapter 5
The vibrant spring has passed and the hot summer has arrived. Summer is the season when everything grows. All kinds of sounds are natural music boxes, like concerts held every day. Listen carefully to those voices, and you will feel its beauty and magic.
"Hua, Hua" What's that noise? It's raining cats and dogs outside. It's raining hard. At the moment, the air seems to be dancing wildly, and thousands of lines are scattered from the gray clouds. The rain is still falling, and the columns of rain shoot obliquely at the ground like rows of sharp arrows, like beautiful music. The wind roared past, lightning and thunder, like playing a symphony. After the heavy rain, Grandpa Sun also showed a bright smile. On the lotus leaf in the pond, several frogs croaked happily, as if singing for the extreme rain, and then jumped into the pond. At night, there will be a crisp and pleasant chirp in the grass. Listen! Crickets are at the concert again!
There are many kinds of sounds of nature, such as birds chirping in the branches, hens taking their chickens to visit the outside world and cooing, which all converge into the sounds of nature!
There are countless sounds of nature. As long as we listen attentively, listen attentively and understand attentively, you will certainly hear beautiful melody.
Listen and feel with your heart, and your world will be more colorful! Nature is a gathering of musicians. In this music hall of nature, we can hear the sound of "rustling, spewing and creaking" like Mozart's Serenade. You can also hear the sound of "whoops, uh-huh" in Beethoven's Moon Song; You can also hear the "rumbling" sound in Lang Lang's Ninth Symphony. Come on! We walk into nature together!
Come on! Let's listen to the performances of great musicians in nature! Will also be dedicated to our most beautiful audio-visual feast!