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I used to like thunder and rain at night, the temperature is so soft that people don't want to come out as soon as they enter the bed, and when they are not asleep, they can hear the sound of ticking rain, and there are some thunder spots in the coaxing. Lying down at night and listening, the four words came out the moment it was a literary youth, a wave of the big hand is a goose feather blowing snow, the toes can still be buckled and squirmed, the sound of the rain falling and beating in the ears is pillowed, and the beat can't be made, but I don't know the taste of meat in March, what is the use of this quilt in the artistic conception of the mountain and the high water source. In fact, thinking is always thinking, but the magic is that the dense noise and whimsical fantasy are easier for people to fall asleep peacefully, and the sound of the rain has become a changeable and enduring lullaby.
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I once went to Nanjing alone. The road idiot wanders in the huge city of Nanjing. Later, I got tired and sat under a big plane tree in Xuanwu Lake Park.
The shadow of the tree was big, and it hugged the little me in his arms. The moon gently shone on every splash of water. Beside him, a silver-haired old gentleman was blowing the sheng gently, and the mother-in-law next to him listened quietly.
I also touched my mother-in-law's light and listened quietly for more than an hour. I felt that the plane tree above my head was gently swaying with the music, and I felt that Yue'er also slowed down her breathing and listened attentively, and I felt that the eyes of passers-by were gentle.
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When I was at home, my mother would whisper my nickname in my ear before I went out in the morning, telling me to leave breakfast for me and remember to eat it when I got up later. It was a dim room in the morning where the curtains had not been opened, the warm and fragrant quilt at home, my mother slowly pushed the door with her gentle steps, whispered my name in my ear, and the warmest voice in the world came straight into my heart when I was half asleep and half awake.
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Once a year, we catch up with the market. The streets of the small town are crowded with stalls of all sizes, long and square. The shouts of all colors, the sound of bargaining disputes, the incessant rattling of calculators, the clattering of toys crawling on the ground, the sound of circus passwords and whistles, the churros tumbling in the pan, the firewood of the flatbread blowing up sparks, the pigeons flying by in the small square, the uncle with messy hair sucking noodles, and the erring child sobbing in the grandfather's arms.
The pastoral sound and the market sound are both beautiful.
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When I was in elementary school and junior high school, I heard the voice after my Chinese teacher said, "All the girls read this aloud." It felt like being caressed by countless pairs of delicate little hands. So much so that I was often scolded by my teacher for paddling at that time. Because reading alongside or pretending to lip-sync can affect the experience.
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Recently, I've been obsessed with listening to Yao Siting's songs, and I can't stop at all! Her voice is particularly pure, and she has covered many domestic and foreign songs. Every night I listen to two of her songs before going to sleep.
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The voice of my grandmother calling me by my name. My grandmother was eighty-six years old. He was so ill that he could no longer speak. Seeing that I was struggling to call my milk name. That was the last thing my grandmother said to me. I can't hear it anymore.
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When I was in love with my girlfriend, I was making ** porridge, she played Paul's Hey Jude to me, and the sound of the piano came from **, also with her gentleness and kindness. Later, I would have played it too, but she became an ex, making people worse.
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After reading a famous book, what do you have to say? It's time to take the time to write about your afterthoughts. So how do we go about writing a review? The following is my impression of reading "The Most Beautiful Voice", welcome to share.
The most beautiful sound, is it the beautiful song of the birds, or the wonderful **? I read the article "The Most Beautiful Voice" with questions. It turned out that the story was about a classmate who was studying away from home, and his classmates' parents were both deaf and mute, so he could only contact his parents through letters.
His parents worked hard to raise him, and during this period, he received a lot of cold eyes, but for him, his parents endured it. His parents tried to give him the best conditions, preferring to suffer all the grievances themselves. Feeling guilty, the classmate recorded his parents' breathing and listened to it every day as if his parents were right next to him.
I was blown away! I was shocked by the silent love of my parents, and I was also shocked by the gratitude of that classmate. Think about yourself and make your parents sad because of a little thing, now think about it, are these little things more important than your parents?
And my parents never took it to heart, they still smiled at me, we don't know how much our parents have suffered for us behind this smile!
The most beautiful voice in the world is the soft drizzling love of our parents, who gave all their hearts and minds just for us. Even if one is at the end of the world and the other is at the cape, we will care about each other.
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The most beautiful sound in the world is the sound of rain. Because of the small raindropsPat gentlyHitting the ground, "ticking", giving people a comfortable feeling'Feel.
The most beautiful sound in the world is the sound of spring thunder. Because it's Father-in-law LeiPlaying snare drumsAwakens all thingsand tell us that spring is coming!
The most beautiful sound in the world is the sound of the stream flowing. Because the rattling of the brook has a special magic that can make your heart burnA stream of coolness poured inSpring water
The most beautiful voice in the world is the compliment of your mother. BecauseA mother's love is like water, can nourish my heart, natural mother's praise is the warmest, it is the most beautiful voice that can accompany my healthy growth.
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I think sound is a kind of beauty.
Listen, the sound of the rain: boom, boom, blah. Someone seems to be happy'Sing; You listen, the sound of the tree:
Shalala, shalala. It seems to be comforting a crying child; Listen, the sound of the wind sleeps the sound of the forest: the ruler book whirring, whirring.
It seems to be complaining about his own dissatisfaction.
In nature, there are so many sounds, and if you listen carefully, you can hear the beauty of the sound.
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The brisk mountain melody has heard such a sound by the river.
Similar imitations, such as: I have heard swallows "whisper softly" under the eaves; I listened to the water flow play "majestic music" while watching the waterfall; I've heard lions and tigers roar out "powerful sounds" at zoos; I listened to the birds in the forest having a "lively ** meeting" and so on.
From the text "The Sound of Nature".
Theme: This article uses anthropomorphic rhetorical techniques to vividly describe the performance of "wind", "water" and "animals" in nature, which makes people involuntarily sigh: how beautiful and beautiful the sound of nature is!
It expresses the author's love and admiration for nature.
This text introduces many beautiful sounds in nature's bending judgment with fresh strokes, expressing the author's love for nature. When reading aloud, the tone should be relaxed, especially the onomatopoeia, read the wonderful sounds, and imagine the sounds described in the text while reading, and feel the beauty of nature.
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In life, there are many wonderful sounds, I have heard thunder, snow, birds, streams, and rain.
1. Thunder sounds like there are three types of thunder sounds of Liang Huaiwu. A kind of dao is clear and loud, just like the voice of **, generally called "**"; The other is a low rumble, which some call "muffled thunder." There was also a low, sustained rumble, a bit like a grinding sound.
People often call it "La Molley", but it is actually a kind of dark mine.
2. The sound of snow The sound of snowfall. Song Luyou's poem "Snowy Night": The sound of snow is like flying sand. It means that the sound of snow is like flying sand.
3. The sound of rain Raindrops fall from the sky, big and small, fast and slow. Such as: summer, raindrops. The rain in the sky fell like a sieve, shattering the lake like a mirror, scaring away the little fish that wanted to jump on the surface of the water to watch the rain.
4. Birdsong In the early morning, the sun had just risen from the east, I suddenly heard the cry of a small swallow, opened the curtain to see, and it was really a few black and shiny swallows "chirping" in front of the window. Listen, "cluck", "coo", "squeak, chirp", "chirp" loud and harmonious ** spread out in the community, rippling out.
5. The sound of water in the stream.
The stream flows down the winding valley, sometimes sharply, sometimes slowly, and as the stream flows down the high slope, it splashes up clouds of mist, and the water is so clear that you can clearly see the sand and gravel at the bottom of the stream.
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Summary. Hello dear: glad to answer for you:
The reply to your question is as follows: The best sound I like to listen to music, and different songs always give me different feelings, just like reveling in different wines. A song of mountains and rivers may make the incomparably sincere picture become the swan song in your heart; A laugh and proud rivers and lakes may bring you chic charm and a good voice Of course, a good voice is not only a standardized pronunciation, but also a scientific voice.
Whether the breath is strong or not, whether the lips and tongue have strength or not, whether the timbre is beautiful, whether the resonance is good or not, and whether the voice can be full of emotion are very important.
Hello dear: I am happy to answer for you: The reply to your question about Luliang is as follows:
The most beautiful sound I like to listen to songs, and not accompanying the same song always brings me a different feeling, like intoxicating with different wines. A song of mountains and rivers may make the incomparably sincere picture become the swan song in your heart; A laugh and proud rivers and lakes may bring you chic charm and a good voice Of course, a good voice is not only a standardized pronunciation, but also a scientific voice. Whether the breath is strong or not, whether the lips and tongue have strength or not, whether the timbre is beautiful, whether the resonance is good or not, and whether the voice can be full of emotion are very important.
Sound is a sound wave produced by the vibration of an object. It is a wave phenomenon that propagates through a medium (air or solid, liquid) and can be perceived by human or animal auditory organs. An object that initially emits vibrations (vibrations) is called a sound source.
Sound travels in the form of waves that vibrate (vibrate). Sound is the motion formed by the propagation of sound waves through any medium. Sound deficiency refers to the fact that only sound is a wave.
Sounds that can be recognized by the human ear (frequencies between 20 Hz and 20000 Hz) are called sounds.
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