"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together. Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river. ”

The music should be in line with the rhyme of the poem, and the style and melody are beautiful and smooth, as if showing the vast, deep, quiet and beautiful scene, and the scene of the ebb and flow of the tide is presented in everyone's minds.

After Yang Qingcheng's unique fingering to play the piano music, the euphemistic and simple melody can also bring people into the mysterious realm, and the smooth and changeable rhythm vividly depicts the charming scenery of the East China Sea on a moonlit night in everyone's minds, and praises the beautiful style of the Xianshan Islands in the East China Sea.

Listening to this beautiful music, everyone seemed to merge into this heaven and earth, sublimating and feathering in this illusory scene.

"That's nice. But after the sound stopped, everyone was still in a trance, and a clear voice sounded.

As if disturbed, everyone looked back at the person who spoke.

The person who spoke, seeing so many people looking at him, was suddenly a little frightened, and his body shrank a lot. Fortunately, at this time, Yang Qingcheng plucked the strings with his hand again, drawing everyone's attention back to the piano table.

"The title of this song is "East China Sea Tide Song", everyone has listened to this song at this moment, after hearing it, do you have any impression of this song? ”

I saw that everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and no one took the initiative to answer for a while.

The teachers present on the side exchanged their heads with each other, discussing the artistic conception of the music and their own feelings. Although his voice was small, Yang Qingcheng still frowned.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yun on the side deliberately coughed a few times, and said after the voice on the field calmed down: "Since Teacher Chen has started teaching, then we will go first." ”

After speaking, he got up and left, and after the teachers heard about it, they also consciously followed and left: "Teacher Chen, farewell." ”

"Well, walk slowly. ”

After the teachers left, Yang Qingcheng said to the students: "Since you are not willing to take the initiative to stand up and answer, then I will name you, Zheng Jie, you speak first." ”

Zheng Jie, who was sitting in the third row on the left, saw that the teacher had clicked on him, so he stood up and replied unhurriedly: "Hello Teacher Chen." ”

"Well, have you heard this song and have any thoughts on it?"

"This is a lyrical and freehand song, with an elegant and beautiful melody, a far-reaching artistic conception, and a long musical note. It's really a classic song. ”

"That's all?"

"Yes!" Zheng Jie replied with some surprise.

"Okay, sit down!" Yang Qingcheng was also a little disappointed, he thought that Zheng Jie, who had some musical foundations, could hear the artistic conception in the piano sound, but he didn't expect to just hear the ordinary melody of the music, which shows that even if the other party practices the piano, he can only be a pianist rather than a piano fairy at most.

This is very different from Yang Qingcheng's idea of letting these students enter the Tao with art.

"Huang Lili, tell me about it. ”

Huang Lili, who was in the front row in the middle, got up and replied: "This song is euphemistic and calm, like a soft rolling, with far-reaching artistic conception, there is the artistic conception of the rising sun reflecting the river and the wind blowing ripples." ”

"Well, yes, yes, I can hear the artistic conception of this song, okay, sit down. ”

Yang Qingcheng was a little disappointed just now, but he didn't expect that someone would immediately hear the first artistic conception of the piano music.

"Next, a huge volume. ”

I saw the big fat man sitting behind him pointing at himself in surprise, and his head looked left and right as if asking everyone: Are you calling me?

"A lot of it's called you, you get up and talk about your feelings. Yang Qingcheng exclaimed affirmatively.

Seeing that he really called himself, his head suddenly fell. I feel so innocent and unlucky, as if I shouldn't be the last to hand in the paper, this is not targeted.

"I, I ......"

"What's wrong with you, you can't even speak!"

"No, teacher, I listened to this song, I used to close my eyes, only listened to the beautiful sound of the piano, and then I heard the sound of water droplets, and when I wanted to open my eyes to see, I found a bright moon hanging on the high mountain, and there was a reflection of the bright moon on the sea, I looked carefully again, and found that there was no moon shadow on the sea, it was like, it was like ......"

"What is it?" Yang Qingcheng asked.

"Like ......"

"What is it, big fat, what are you saying?" the students were also interested, and asked loudly.

"Yes, yes. The huge amount seemed to be asked urgently, and replied: "It's like moon cakes." ”

"Hahaha......" Everyone laughed when they heard this.

Yang Qingcheng couldn't help crying and laughing, this foodie, obviously saw him stuffing snacks after the last class, and now he can think of eating it when he listens to the song, but he is really pot-bellied.

"It's really moon cakes, there are a lot of them, layer upon layer, all the way from the sea to my feet, I almost caught a piece, and I was suddenly awakened by Peng Ming. The large amount said seriously. In exchange, everyone laughed unanimously, only Peng Ming was a little embarrassed.

"Okay, everyone is quiet, people's desires are different, so the feelings generated by listening to the piano are not the same, but I believe that what a large number of students said is true, next, Peng Ming!"

Although Yang Qingcheng was a little surprised, he was still surprised by Pang's talent, but he didn't expect a foodie to be able to feel the artistic conception of "East Mountain on the Moon", and then feel the "deep water and clouds", the deep scene of "the river and the sky are free of fiber dust, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky" is only the last thing that turns the artistic conception of far and near, and all the sounds are lonely into an interesting story of moon cakes going ashore.

"Teacher, I think that when I hear this song, the rhyme is elegant, and it makes people feel that they are flying in the sky, carefree. ”

"Well, yes, it's very poetic, then the next ......" Although Peng Ming said it very well, Yang Qingcheng knew that his song should not give people this kind of artistic conception, which can only show that he did not hear the artistic conception that should have been heard, but heard the "artistic conception" that should not have been.

......

With the students' answers one by one, there were 66 people in four classes, of which more than 50 people said that they felt the artistic conception, but according to Yang Qingcheng's knowledge, only 8 of them really felt the artistic conception, that is to say, less than one-eighth of the students really have the foundation to enter the Tao with the piano.

"Okay, this class is coming to an end, I'll play another song, after class, everyone will prepare a pair of Go for each of them, and after the class, I will teach chess. ”

"Teacher, teacher. At this time, Bai Qinghua, the squad leader of Class B6, raised his hand and said.

"What's wrong. Yang Qingcheng is also very concerned about this student, who is also one of the eight people who perceive the artistic conception of qin music.

"We don't have that many Go games on our island right now, and we can't find that many Go games all at once. ”

In that case, students should prepare their brushes and drawing boards, and the next class will be changed to a calligraphy and painting class. ”

"Okay, teacher. The crowd replied.

"Okay, there's one last bit of time, do you still want to hear the teacher play the piano? ”

"Yes. "Everyone has ever heard such a beautiful piano sound, it can really be said that this song should only be in heaven, and the world can hear it a few times.

"Then sit down and listen to the piano. Yang Qingcheng said that he played this song "Sea Tide Song" again.

All that was left in the paddock was the enchanted students.