Super beautiful reading tabloid handwritten newspaper picture 2
Super beautiful reading tabloid handwritten newspaper picture 3
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Super beautiful reading tabloid handwritten newspaper picture 5
It's super nice to read the contents of the tabloid handwritten newspaper pictures, and you will know from a distance that it's not snow, because it has a faint fragrance. Wang Anshi's plum
The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface. Liu Yuxi's Wang Dongting
A country, if there are no ministers and wise men who can assist the king, will often be in danger of the collapse of its neighboring countries and the misfortunes from abroad. Mencius and his disciples were born in sorrow and died in happiness.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. Meng Haoran's "Sleeping in Jiande"
Building a house is human, and there are no horses and chariots. Tao Yuanming, drink? The fifth "
The desert sand is like snow, and the Yanshan moon is like a hook. Li He's Twenty-three Horses Poems? The fifth "
Human taste is pure happiness. Su Shi, Huanxisha? On December 2, the seventh year of Yuanfeng ... "
In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn. Two Ancient Poems by Li Shen
The loveliest thing is the ninth day of September. The bright pearl's bright crescent moon is shaped like a bow. Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang
It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? . A suggestion from Bai Juyi to his friend Liu.
Picture 2: She is also very important. A person will always meet many people in his life, and for me, the best thing is to meet a good teacher.
Her surname is Li. She has short brown hair and bright black eyes. She likes to wear loose and comfortable T-shirts and sweatpants. She is young, but she has experienced vicissitudes and smiled faintly. She majored in piano.
The first time I set foot in her house, I sat in front of his piano and clumsily played an etude. Miss Li smiled and said to me: You will be my' student' in the future. My requirements are very strict. There is no need to be lazy! ? I nodded confusedly, left the piano stool, took the exercises arranged by her and walked out of her house. I was seven years old.
I can't remember how many times. I came to her house, sat in front of the piano with a smile and told her: this week, I practiced for more than 2 hours every day. I think I can pass this time. ? She smiled, touched my head and said, when you grow up, you will begin to understand, and you will continue to work hard in the future! ? I nodded and pressed the keys arranged quietly in front of me. That year, I 12 years old.
She told me the most basic knowledge of music theory; She told me that the fingertips change when playing vibrato; She told me that the tone should be smooth and soft; She told me the story of Chopin and Beethoven; She told me the wonderful artistic conception conveyed by those peaceful or cheerful music; She told me that as long as you don't give up, the piano will be your best friend in life.
Her words, accompanied by the black and white interweaving of the keys, became my initial musical dream. In the past five years, getting along with Miss Li has long been doomed that she is no longer a worthless mentor in my heart. She, for me, is really important.
When I first started to learn the piano at the age of 6, my parents invited Mr. Zhou, who was very young and demanding. She was always impatient and almost shouted at me. I didn't like her either, so I tried my best to make fun of her. In the long run, piano learning is naturally stiff. When my mother found out, she resigned from the teacher and took it to Miss Li. Her smile and gentleness accompanied me through five years of piano study. I am grateful to my mother, and I am even more grateful to Miss Li for giving me this warmth.
People often say: Qin Tong's youth is dark and painful. ? But I don't think so, because I met a teacher who gave me sunshine and rain, a person who is extremely important to me. 12 In my life, there are countless passers-by. Mr. Li was the first person to help me fall down during my progress.
She, for me, is really important.
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