What did Beethoven think of in the process of recording the Moonlight Song? Imagine and write about

Originally titled "Piano Sonata in C sharp minor", Moonlight was composed in 1801, close to the maturity of Beethoven's composition. This piano piece is called "Moonlight" because the German poet Ludwig Lehrstab said: "Listening to the first movement of this piece reminds me of Lake Lucerne in Switzerland and the moonlight on the lake."

Later, the publisher added the title "Moonlight Song" based on this passage, and various legends about the composer improvising in the moonlight became popular. In fact, it was not the moonlight that touched Beethoven's creation, but the painful feelings of Beethoven and Juliette Gitzardi after their first failed relationship. Juliet is the daughter of the Count, and the two are sincerely in love, but because of the gap between the families, the two are forced to break up.

After suffering this heavy blow, Beethoven poured out all the inner anguish and intense grief caused by the feudal hierarchy in this passionate and fiery piano piece.

Think of me sitting on the beach and watching the waves crash against the reef. Looking up at the sky, watching the moon pass through the thin clouds, the little crabs walking on the beach, the waves rising one layer after another, the melody is very beautiful, there are small crickets playing its piano in the distance, the frog chorus is singing, and the night birds are also coming to make do, this natural tranquility echoes in the ears.

This piano piece is a moonlight sonata dedicated to Countess Julie Guichardi in 1802.

Just to express the mood of tranquility.

I personally think that Beethoven's thoughts are meaningless.

It's good to be emotionally invested according to your own understanding.

The author uses this beautiful and moving legend to show the great Beethoven.

His sympathy and love for the poor people also show his rich imagination and outstanding talent, and at the same time tell people that the production of beautiful music depends not only on rich imagination, but also on noble and sincere emotions.

This article mainly tells the story of Beethoven who came to perform in a small town on the Rhine more than 200 years ago, and when he walked in the evening, he was attracted by the sound of intermittent steel burning and came to a thatched hut. He heard the conversation between the brother and sister in the hut, and couldn't help but go into the hut, play a song of his own for the brother and sister, and improvise the legend of the moonlight song.

Beethoven returned to the inn, sat down at his desk, picked up his pen, and began to record the score of "Moonlight", when he remembered the scene he had just thought of when he played "Moonlight": the moonlight was rising from the place where the water and the sky met. On the surface of the sparkling sea, silver light was sprinkled all over the moment.

The moon rose higher and higher, passing through the veils of light veils. Suddenly, a strong wind blew on the surface of the sea, and huge waves rolled up. The moonlit waves rushed towards the shore one after another......In this way, Beethoven composed a "Moonlight Song".

Because the person is deaf, but before he became deaf, he left a sound memory, with the memory of the previous sound symbols, he began to imagine writing songs, and the moonlight must appear in the night, which outlines a picture of light and darkness, if the brightest and darkest represent the highest and lowest notes of the sound respectively, then it will also be filled with black and white keys, and the interweaving of these keys constitutes the beauty of the moonlight.

Beethoven wrote this song that has been passed down for a hundred years by virtue of visual touch, which was transformed into the brain's auditory memory, and the images in his mind at that time were the moon, the treetops, the paths, and maybe the nightingale, the lovers on the benches, and the owls and voles that came out to feed through the moonlight, in short, the same scenery would bring different feelings in the eyes of different people.

After Beethoven rushed back to the hotel, he quickly picked up the quill pen and composed the new creation he had just created without pulling it down at all. I'm afraid I'll forget it after a while.

After Beethoven hurried back to the inn, he quickly picked up his quill pen and recorded the music he had just improvised because of his excitement. As he recorded, he felt as if he was facing the sea, listening to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. It was early in the morning, and Beethoven was the only one in the inn who had not slept, and he relied on the faint candlelight to write this famous "Moonlight Song".

I saw the vast sea in front of me, and a bright moon was rising over the blue sea, adding a mysterious color to the sparkling sea. A bolt of lightning pierced the calm of the sea, and a large wave rolled up on the sea, and the waves were illuminated by the moon, like a crystal flower in full bloom. The sea slowly calmed down again.

I saw that the moon was slowly rising, and the moonlight was shining on the sea, and the sea seemed to be covered with a silver veil. The moon rises higher and higher, passing through the thin clouds in an instant. On the sea, a strong wind was blowing, and huge waves were rushing towards me one after another.

I like to listen to Beethoven's "Moonlight Song" the most.

I listened quietly to the moonlight song, as if facing the sea, this silent night, the moon slowly rose from the sea, the moon sprinkled its silver light on the microwave sea, the moon broke through the barrier of the clouds, rose into the sky.

The moon shines brightly on the waves, which crash onto the beach layer by layer, washing the sand. At this time, the waves were rough, and the waves crashed against the sea and the beach, splashing ten thousand lotus flowers on the surface of the sea, and many waves were formed. Layer after layer, they "jumped" on the surface of the sea.

The sea suddenly rose and fell, and the waves kept crashing against the reef on the shore to make a crisp sound, as if the sea was singing a song of joy.

The water is melodious and melodious, and the love is deep and long; The music is full of charm and charm. I closed my eyes and listened quietly, the moonlight was like water, flowing down from the sky, sometimes as light as smoke, sometimes like heavy rain, sometimes like a beaded curtain. Gradually, the heavy rain passed and then the light rain drank, and then it became heavier like an aftershock, but it soon recovered.

The water suddenly stirred up the water mist, and the smoke was swirling, like an ethereal fairyland. Suddenly, the voice became heavier, as if it was roaring, not so gentle, arousing a thousand splashes of water in my heart, but there seemed to be the pleasant sound of water knocking stones in the weight. Slowly, slowly, it quieted down again, small, small.

The moonlight song is over, and it will be unforgettable for a long time.

Of course, it's a symphony of fate, because every time I listen to the symphony of fate, I can feel that my heart is there, like on the sea, with the waves, fighting together.

I think this piece can also bring people into a kind of artistic conception, and after listening to it, the mood is very long.

I like to drink tea quietly and listen to the light **.

Dreams, I feel very comfortable music.

I like to listen to a lot of songs, it's a kind of enjoyment.

Beethoven, moonlight, what do you feel, a little emotional.

Not that high level of appreciation, I just like TV series episodes.

Beethoven sat in his chair and picked up his pen to compose a piece of music, which he thought of as he composed.

He would think that these two people were really his hearsay.

Beethoven returned to the inn and played the piano music as if he had poured his soul into it, as if he were facing the vast sea, watching the tide rise and fall, and listening to the sound of the waves crashing on the beach. It is as if looking at the sea sometimes quiet, sometimes surging, listening to the beautiful melody, my heartstrings seem to move with it. The bright moonlight shone in, and he remembered that the sincere family affection between the two blind brothers and sisters was as transparent as the moonlight.

With the last note finished. The show of the sea has just come to an end.