I like pipa composition.

In ordinary daily life, everyone will inevitably come into contact with writing. Writing is an important means to cultivate people's observation, association, imagination, thinking and memory. How to write a good composition? The following is my composition. I love pipa. Welcome to reading. I hope you will like it.

I love pipa composition 1 I have known pipa for several years. I love this brother even more when I play its magical strings and make its wonderful music according to its lovely products.

At first, I learned pipa only out of curiosity and impulse. Watching the teacher play a beautiful piano with light hands, my curiosity was hooked up. Besides, my fingers are in good condition, so the teacher promised to let me learn this classical instrument. At first, I was very strange to pipa, and I had time to touch it every day. I am very diligent. But gradually, I began to get tired of playing the piano, and I was no longer curious about learning it. My mother urges me to practice every time. I practice the piano absently, but my hand keeps moving, but my eyes keep staring at the clock, for fear of playing for one more second.

One day, I was watching TV with relish, but my father asked me to practice the piano, so I had to obey. At the same time, I hate pipa more. Because it takes up my entertainment time. At this time, my father also scolded me: "What's the use of learning this rotten pipa? Can I eat as a meal? " Isn't it a waste of money to learn half a bucket of water without studying hard? "This sentence inspired my fighting spirit. I am determined to learn the pipa well and not be looked down upon by "those people" any more. Isn't it just a pipa? I dare to learn and practice! Look at my performance From then on, I was full of love for pipa, and began to study the piano hard, often intoxicated by the sound of the piano.

Finally, once my mother's unit was going to give a program, the leaders were already familiar with my piano sound, so they asked me to participate in a program. In order to let the audience see my best performance, I practice more and more every day, and my feelings with pipa are getting deeper and deeper. That beautiful night, the tense moment of my performance, made my hands sweat. Finally, it was my turn to play. When I finished playing a song with trepidation, the audience gave me an avalanche of applause.

I shed tears, all these are four words that inspire me-perseverance!

I love pipa composition 2 I love pipa "... She turned the tuning pin, tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings. She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit. She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones. Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets. "This kind of" like pouring pearls, large and small, into a plate of jade "is the sound of the pipa, and it can't tell the bitterness and glory behind it. When I was five years old, I began to learn the pipa. I used a small pipa at that time.

But this "little" pipa dangles in front of me, but it is half my height. This monster has overwhelmed my legs, but it is still "teetering". The teacher asked me to practice fingering before I got used to it. The hand shape of "Phoenix Finger" and the posture of "She still hides half a face behind her guitar so that we can't see it" made me feel at a loss. After a class, I was dizzy. But the teacher added with a smile: "This is a basic skill, so you must practice it well!" Basic skills? No way, when I got home, I had to play hard and concentrate on practicing. I play, pick, play, pick, even on the way to and from school, I silently fiddle with and recite the music in my heart. Finally, hard work pays off. A few years later, I participated in the baixia district Children's Talent Competition, which was my first performance. I sat alone in a tall red leather chair, facing the judges and teachers on and off the empty big stage, looking at the dark crowd below, standing on tiptoe and trembling slightly. There was another pause, playing the piano calmly as usual. In that competition, I achieved excellent results and strengthened my belief in learning pipa. Now it's about to take the TEM-8 exam, and the music will be played for more than ten minutes. Listen, this is Pipa's House of Flying Daggers. A distant voice came from the depths of history. This is not a fairy tale or a story, but an earth-shattering historical fact that makes people cry! Only she, only Pipa, is describing an ancient history of "ambush", "Jiming Mountain outpost battle" and "Jiulishan War", trying to portray the heroic posture of the winner Liu Bang as "the victorious teacher". The music is loud, magnificent and thrilling. Pipa can tell the endless joys and sorrows of the world, perhaps the endless joys and sorrows of the world. She is my most loyal friend. Technology and skill temper my will, melody and melody edify my sentiment. I love you, Pipa! Love you forever, Pipa!