幽幽云影,皎洁月色,婉转筝鸣,沁入心中。——题记月光透过玻璃窗倾泻到窗台,在琴弦上洒下淡淡的光影。弯弯的月亮披着一层薄纱,若隐若现地穿梭在云层。我坐在古筝前,抚弄着,感受着,陶醉着……已数不清多少个这样的夜晚,我享受着琴声带来的安静与愉悦、放松与充实。我俯身看着我的手, Faint clouds, bright moonlight, gently Zheng Zheng, Qin into the heart. - Inscription moonlight pouring through the windows to the windowsill, the strings shed a faint light and shadow. Curved moon covered with a layer of gauze, looming shuttle in the clouds. I sat in front of the zither, caressing, feeling, intoxicated ...... countless number of such a night, I enjoy the piano brought peace and joy, relaxation and enrichment. I leaned over and looked at my hand,