How To Play Piano A Thousand Years の小説・ストーリー

Anastasia sat down in front of the shiny white keys and sighed deeply before she started to press the first key. Soft tones filled the room, bouncing from wall to wall, creating a soothing atmosphere. His fingers danced on the piano keys while his mind drifted elsewhere. The melody he played began to change, from a simple improvisation to a song he was so familiar with - a song his late mother used to sing.

Said, then a brush the hem of the shirt to sit down, began to play, but also really as Su Ren Yue said, he actually can't play the piano. Originally, this piano is Xiao dust from the home to bring out of the nine heavenly rings, this piano for a hundred years ago Lei family master made, the piano into that night, the sky appeared blood moon, safflower all over the place, the Lei family old and young more than a hundred people died overnight, resentment set in the piano in a long time to gather and not yet, and then successive generations of the piano master is even more dead, and from now on, no one can play again this piano.

The warmth from his hand spreading to hers helped ease her nostalgia. She did not expect that one day she would dare to climb high and fall in love with a rich and talented guy like him. Now, she sympathizes with the mistake of her mother's youth. When a person has fallen in love, no one can control reason. - What did Thanh Phong teach you? – Thang Vu pressed her to sit on the chair in front of the pure white piano and asked. - I just learned the technique of arranging fingers on the keyboard, the history of the formation of the piano, and the position of musical notes. - Thi San answered honestly.

When Yamilet finished playing the first section, Chelsea quickly followed. Chelsea manipulated her fingers with a quicker speed than Yamilet. Her fingering on the piano was very smooth, using each finger to press the key with different force. She controlled her strength when playing by crooking her fingers. On the contrary, to show the intensity of the piece, Yamilet pounded the keys with her arms. Fine beads of sweat began to seep from Yamilet's nose. From time to time, her eyes would be drawn to Chelsea's fingers that were dancing above the keys. Suddenly, Yamilet accidentally played the wrong note. Immediately, she panicked, and her fingering went chaotic.

“Dinner is over. It’s time for your music session.” “I’ve told you, I can’t play the piano. I’ve never studied music.” “Elena was an accomplished pianist. She could play Chopin’s nocturnes with her eyes closed.” Kenzo pulled out the piano bench and gestured for her to sit. Lyra walked forward with dragging steps, her head beginning to spin as the allergic reaction spread. She stared at the black and white keys with resentment. “Sit. Place your hands on the keys.” She sat reluctantly, glaring at the keys as if they were enemies to be destroyed.

"I practiced every day for three months. I learned one song. Badly." "What song?" "Something old. I do not even remember the name. Just that it had four notes that repeated and I played them over and over until the woman in the apartment below ours knocked on the door and asked very politely if perhaps I might consider a different hobby." Kael almost smiles. "Did you stop?" "Immediately. I have not touched a piano since."

After we were sent away by Gary, I never played any piano again. I couldn't help but reach out my hand, the memory of playing the piano made me feel excited. I placed my index finger on the piano key and gently pressed it. With a clank, a melodious and crisp sound came from the piano. Because I had not played it for a long time, my fingers were quite stiff now. “Get your dirty hands off my piano!” An angry voice sounded behind me. My piano? I turned around and saw Kara standing behind me, looking pissed.

And together the white and black rectangular shapes dance and form a piano. What is this? And suddenly I heard music from a piano. I conceive two hands playing a piano and creating melodies. The combination of a low and high melodramatic sound. I listened to the piano cover of a song, Go the Distance. I closed my eyes and imagined myself playing the piano inside the coffee shop where I used to work. I see a black piano which leans against the wall near the glass door. And above the piano there is a wall clock. And as the clock ticks, it shows 5:00 PM. The music stops at exactly 5:00 PM.

Everyone were confused when they saw me walking towards the piano but soon there confusion was cleared when they saw me sitting on the stool kept infront the piano. I looked at the keys. It has been so long since i played the piano. I slowly touched the keys , a weird sensation ran through my body, a bittersweet symphony. Happiness of playing the piano after so long and a sense of melancholy for keeping myself away from my beloved instrument, which helped me show my emotions when i was isolated. My hands started playing with the keys and soon a melody tune came from the piano. I closed my eyes and started singing the song. I decided to play 'a thousand years ' from Christina Perri.

Her backpack bouncing on her back. She walked closer to the piano with slow steps, pressing the keys softly making the sound resound in the room. The sound bounced on the blue walls echoing in the room. Her fingers started working on their own as she played a tune she didn't know ever existed. She never took piano lessons but her fingers worked on their own. She sat down on the dusty chair and closed her eyes.