月    光    曲   

 两    百    多    年    前   , 德    国    有    个    音    乐    家    叫    贝    多    芬   , 他    谱    写    了    许    多    著    名    的    乐    曲   。 其    中    有    一    首    著    名    的    钢    琴    曲    叫   《 月    光    曲   》, 传    说    是    这    样    谱    成    的   
 有    一    年    秋    天   , 贝    多    芬    去    各    地    旅    行    演    出   , 来    到    莱    茵    河    边    的    一    个    小    镇    上   。 一    天    夜    晚   , 他    在    幽    静    的    小    路    上    散    步   , 听    到    断    断    续    续    的    钢    琴    声    从    一    所    茅    屋    里    传    出    来   , 弹    的    正    是    他    的    曲    子   
 贝    多    芬    走    近    茅    屋   , 琴    声    忽    然    停    了   , 屋    子    里    有    人    在    谈    话   。 一    个    姑    娘    说   : 这    首    曲    子    多    难    弹    哪   ! 我    只    听    别    人    弹    过    几    遍   , 总    是    记    不    住    该    怎    样    弹   , 要    是    能    听    一    听    贝    多    芬    自    己    是    怎    样    弹    的   , 那    有    多    好    哇   ! 一    个    男    的    说   : 是    啊   , 可    是    音    乐    会    的    入    场    券    太    贵    了   , 咱    们    又    太    穷   。 姑    娘    说   : 哥    哥   , 你    别    难    过   , 我    不    过    随    便    说    说    罢    了   
 贝    多    芬    听    到    这    里   , 推    开    门   , 轻    轻    地    走    了    进    去   。 茅    屋    里    点    着    一    支    蜡    烛   。 在    微    弱    的    烛    光    下   , 男    的    正    在    做    皮    鞋   。 窗    前    有    架    旧    钢    琴   , 前    面    坐    着    一    个    十    六    七    岁    的    姑    娘   , 脸    很    清    秀   , 可    是    眼    睛    失    明    了   
 皮    鞋    匠    看    见    进    来    个    陌    生    人   , 站    起    来    问   : 先    生   , 您    找    谁   ? 走    错    门    了    吧   ? 贝    多    芬    说   : 不   , 我    是    来    弹    一    首    曲    子    给    这    位    姑    娘    听    的   
 姑    娘    连    忙    站    起    来    让    座   。 贝    多    芬    坐    在    钢    琴    前    面   , 弹    起    盲    姑    娘    刚    才     弹    的    那    首    曲    子   。 盲    姑    娘    听    得    入    了    神   , 一    曲    弹    完   , 她    激    动    地    说   : 弹     得    多    纯    熟    哇   ! 感    情    多    深    哪   ! 您   , 您    就    是    贝    多    芬    先    生    吧   ?
 本    文    根    据    有    关    材    料    改    写   
 月    光    曲   》 这    里    指    贝    多    芬   《 第    十    四    号    钢    琴    奏    鸣    曲   》, 又    名   《 月    光    奏    鸣    曲   》, 作    于    年   
 贝    多    芬    没    有    回    答   , 他    问    盲    姑    娘   : 您    爱    听    吗   ? 我    再    给    您    弹    一    首    吧   
 一    阵    风    把    蜡    烛    吹    灭    了   。 月    光    照    进    窗    子   , 茅    屋    里    的    一    切    好    像    披    上    了    银    纱   , 显    得    格    外    清    幽   。 贝    多    芬    望    了    望    站    在    他    身    旁    的    兄    妹    俩   , 借    着    清    幽    的    月    光   , 按    起    了    琴    键   
 皮    鞋    匠    静    静    地    听    着   。 他    好    像    面    对    着    大    海   , 月    亮    正    从    水    天    相    接    的    地    方    升    起    来   。 微    波    粼    粼    的    海    面    上   , 霎    时    间    洒    满    了    银    光   。 月    亮    越    升    越    高   , 穿    过    一    缕    一    缕    轻    纱    似    的    微    云   。 忽    然   , 海    面    上    刮    起    了    大    风   , 卷    起    了    巨    浪   。 被    月    光    照    得    雪    亮    的    浪    花   , 一    个    连    一    个    朝    着    岸    边    涌    过    来   …… 皮    鞋    匠    看    看    妹    妹   , 月    光    正    照    在    她    那    恬    静    的    脸    上   , 照    着    她    睁    得    大    大    的    眼    睛   。 她    仿    佛    也    看    到    了   , 看    到    了    她    从    来    没    有    看    到    过    的    景    象   —— 月    光    照    耀    下    的    波    涛    汹    涌    的    大    海   
 兄    妹    俩    被    美    妙    的    琴    声    陶    醉    了   。 等    他    们    醒    过    神    来   , 贝    多    芬    早    已    离    开    了    茅    屋   。 他    飞    奔    回    客    店   , 花    了    一    夜    工    夫   , 把    刚    才    弹    的    曲    子   ——《 月    光    曲   》 记    录    了    下    来   
 听    一    听    自    己    喜    爱    的    音    乐   , 展    开    联    想    和    想    象   , 把    想    到    的    情    景    写    下    来   

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