申请纽约大学的Essay范文3:Harmony by Anonymous - December 15, 2002 Describe a creative work (as in art, music, science, etc.) that has had an influence on you, and explain that influence. Entering the music room in LaGuardia Community College for the first time, I sit down bore the upright piano and take out Mozart&apos&aposs Fantasy in D Minor. It is a simple piece, but one of my favorites. It consists of three parts, the first with a slow tempo that allowed me to get used to the keys. My fingers stretch from one chord to another, regaining their flexibility after months of idleness. As I step on the pedal, the melodious pattern of notes produces a heavenly harmony. It was then that I forgot the aggravations of piano, remembering only why I found peace in the mellifluous sounds of classical music. I remembered that it was only six short months ago. I watched with a growing grin as the U-Haul truck headed down the road, carrying my piano to its new home. After ten years of playing, I gleully thought to myself that the vexation was finally over. I would no longer have to practice for two hours everyday; nor would I have to play one or two lines of music repeatedly, only to give up in complete frustration and force myself to try again the next day. With an almost intense hatred of the piano back then, who would have thought that I would begin to miss the music? Yet there was an aching in me that kept growing stronger. I had felt the piano calling to me, tugging at me with stubborn hands. I dismiss my thoughts in a split second, realizing that the second part of the fantasy is approaching. The melody slows and becomes waltz-like, with bounces of high notes that immediately walk back down to the lower keys. My heart pounds with the music, and the feelings that had been forever restrained spill across the piano in vibrant colors. I absorb the music as I never had bore; I find myself in a world between feelings and sensations, between the imagined and the real. Soon after, I begin the third and last part of the piece. Its gaiety seems ready to bring a delightful end to the composition; the dance that my hands perform atop the keyboard was happy and uplifting. To finish, there are four chords, played forte - loud - that produce an abrupt yet final fect on the entire piece. Keeping my fingers on the piano after the last note, I feel the vibrations of the music traveling through my hands. Surprised that I finished the fantasy so quickly, I do not want to stop playing. I realize my reluctance to leave the piano is more than a momentary whim. It is the resurgence of a love of music that I developed as a child, but failed to recognize. The piano always produced a strong sense of comfort and peace in me. Its music flows as glistening spring water from a waterfall, creating images that are crystal bright and blinding in my mind&apos&aposs eye. Now, each time I play, I am amazed that beauty and grace have been captured in the few pages bore me. Every since I played Mozart&apos&aposs piece a few months ago, I have eagerly anticipated each piano class. Weekends, when I have leisure time, I travel to the college for a few extra hours of practice. My love for the piano has rejuvenated and is stronger than ever. Certainly, the piano can sometimes be frustrating; being unable to play a few lines after hours of continuous practice is extremely discouraging. Yet there are also those days when my fingers have minds of their own. They race up and down the keyboard, creating harmony, melody, and rhythm of the utmost perfection. Those are the days that keep me going. Those are the days that make me feel alive.

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