紅色的童話背景音樂

① 適合朗誦的背景音樂有哪些

適合朗誦的背景音樂有《雨的印記》、《神秘花園》、《安妮的仙境》、《雨中漫步》、《和蘭花在一起》。

1、《雨的印記》

《雨的印記》出自韓國最擅長描繪愛情的音樂家李閏珉之手，這首曲子跳躍的優美，適合背誦時聽，適合失戀時聽，適合作為朗誦的背景音樂。它讓我們感受到生命的美麗，感受到人生的真諦。不同的人都會從這首曲子里找到最真實的自己。

2、《神秘花園》

《神秘花園》是由理查德演奏的一首經典鋼琴曲,《神秘園之歌》則是由新世界音樂樂團神秘園演奏的同名曲目。該首歌樂曲舒緩柔美充滿了思憶與郁憂，不經意之間流露出些許的憂愁，令人不得不沉醉於其中。

5、《和蘭花在一起》

《和蘭花在一起》是一首雅尼的經典作品之一的純音樂曲子。英文為With An Orchid.由美籍希臘裔演奏家、作曲家Yanni創作，收錄於其專輯《If I Could Tell You》。曲名里沒有世俗里包藏的小家碧玉情懷，也沒有小情小調的憂傷與做作。只有一股子清新撲面而來。

② 找一些輕音樂

仙劍系列：

織夢行雲 仙劍奇緣 回夢遊仙 水龍吟-余情幽夢 清平樂 終於明白 仙妖亂 昆侖道 太平歡 哀幻瞑

永恆的回憶 千里姻緣一線牽 比武招親 滄桑嘆 餘霞成綺 快樂逍遙 魔劍訣 玄色風 情願

酒醉三分醒 臨危 君莫悲 讓愛 人間精靈 無悔光陰 君莫思歸 御劍江湖 蝶戀 寒聲碎

白河寒秋 寂離永劫 亘古謠 魔珂無量 再續未了緣 晨曉煦風 沙幕天 戰斗 魔劍斬妖 仗劍

比翼鳥 時空之鑰 雲谷鶴峰 妖域 魔與道 紫陌豐田 月迷蹤 拜月 繼續奮戰 殺破狼 踏歌行

一直很安靜 玉水明沙 花與劍 鎮魂調 神威千重 迷離境 莫失莫忘 情牽 桃花島 還魂草

愛的世界 蝶舞春園 凄涼雪 臨江仙 女媧之後 望海潮 夢中大俠 淌血的心 蓮花池 紫鴉烏

六月的雨 鳳歌青天 消遙嘆 蒼浪劍賦 玉滿堂 大地之母 魔心隨形 水柔聲 別洞天 步虛詞

戲弄潮 御劍江湖 輪回 紅色蒲公英 桃花幻夢 拜月欺天 青玉案 步雲登仙 客棧 流轉虹

洞天福地 降妖譜 鐵索鎮妖 姜氏孤兒

月之門音樂系列：

封神榜-聆聽遠古的呼喚 封神榜-碧海潮生 封神榜-明鏡菩提 封神榜-玉笛丹楓封神榜ll 武易-封魔

武易-桃源 御風引 金山烈火 雲夢澤 大唐豪俠-花都 不夜城 縱橫天下 蝶飛花舞 大唐南 大唐風雲

金山西山居 月之門原創游戲音樂曠野 秋楓原 月之城 龍的傳人 生肖傳說 十二生肖 晚春絕響

小旭音樂系列：

草廟村 幫派音樂 峨嵋金頂 草原 水滸Q傳-登錄音樂 新手村 叢林湖泊 完整-雲中城 商朝 新手村

武林外傳 水滸II 應天府 水滸II 芒碭山麓 應天府城郊 柴家庒 大唐邊境 官道南北 九龍贊 如來飛飛俠

如來神掌竹海 新手關 新誅仙·情醉 西遊Q記 清河濕地 建鄴海灣

其它：

R侯爵- 亂世祭 還鄉小路 不可逾越的界限 女祭司的創意 燈會

姬神- 雪 一人靜 抬頭看煙花燦爛 獨想 雪譜

范宗沛- 孤獨 楊柳 煙波弄 水色 大理雪月覓鳳花

常靜- 離弦

陳悅- 亂紅

劉星- 閑雲孤鶴 孤芳自賞

林海- 琵琶語 歡沁 踏古

童麗- 一水隔天涯 螢火蟲之舞 月滿西樓

神思者- 海之女神 水之舞曲 阿芙蘿狄蒂

明鏡止水 武俠帝女花 假如愛有天意 步步清風 雪千尋 西羌情 定情 雲濤夢筆 旅程的終結 織夢行雲

雲水禪心 心弦 非墨收藏 水墨丹青鳳凰城 Various I've never been to me 倚天兩小無猜

殤 素還真 bond explosive 三個人的時光 鋼琴物語 詩蒙 陽光舞甜橙 風姿花傳 金子陵出場曲

游學志 雨巷 此生不再 森林狂想曲 夏夜晚風黏蟬的老人 亡靈序曲 請不要愛我 三弄絲竹 塞上曲

思念之風 自然の宴 安墩 望夫女 故宮之遲暮 步步高 陳杏元落院 無悔 陽光下的水舞 岫壑浮雲

昔影 詩夢 雪花神劍 龍的傳人 偷功（太極張三豐） 故鄉的原風景 擺渡人之歌 白紗窗 男兒無淚

雪花神劍 七秀坊 和平之月 洪流之源 鵑啼 古風 孤星獨吟 綿雪 神山純一 諦聽中國 昔情難追

三國的黎明 斷情殤 百鬼夜行抄 零之主旋律 森林狂想曲 雨的印記 紅牆碧瓦 紫竹調紫竹調

漁舟唱晚 月見草 風居住的街道 紫竹調紫竹調 愛的羅曼史 妙音鳥 竹苑情歌 吟唱 殤塵緣

然翁御劍 漁樵問答

③ 詩歌朗誦 《紅色的童話》用什麼背景音樂好

《紅旗頌》

這是不變的經典紅色旋律，基本上是官方朗誦用曲，旋律優美中帶著起伏，有悠緩有激昂，悠緩適當，激昂適度，基本上任何愛國主題的詩歌朗誦都可以配。

網上資源多，易查找，而且資源音質也好。

④ 童話故事小紅帽配什麼背景音樂最好

就小紅帽的音樂啊
我獨自走在郊外的小路上,我把糕點帶給外婆嘗一嘗.................

⑤ 求英語童話劇小紅帽的所有配樂，急需。謝謝提供~~~

英語童話故事賞析：THE BOTTLE NECK （2)(2008-10-17 23:59:11)標簽：英語 童話 故事 賞析 雜談 分類：英語學習

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Long days and months rolled by, ring which the bottle stood empty in a corner, when a storm arose- whether on the passage out or home it could not tell, for it had never been ashore. It was a terrible storm, great waves arose, darkly heaving and tossing the vessel to and fro. The main mast was split asunder, the ship sprang a leak, and the pumps became useless, while all around was black as night. At the last moment, when the ship was sinking, the young mate wrote on a piece of paper, "We are going down: God's will be done."

Then he wrote the name of his betrothed, his own name, and that of the ship. Then he put the leaf in an empty bottle that happened to be at hand, corked it down tightly, and threw it into the foaming sea. He knew not that it was the very same bottle from which the goblet of joy and hope had once been filled for him, and now it was tossing on the waves with his last greeting, and a message from the dead. The ship sank, and the crew sank with her; but the bottle flew on like a bird, for it bore within it a loving letter from a loving heart.

And as the sun rose and set, the bottle felt as at the time of its first existence, when in the heated glowing stove it had a longing to fly away. It outlived the storms and the calm, it struck against no rocks, was not devoured by sharks, but drifted on for more than a year, sometimes towards the north, sometimes towards the south, just as the current carried it. It was in all other ways its own master, but even of that one may get tired. The written leaf, the last farewell of the bridegroom to his bride, would only bring sorrow when once it reached her hands; but where were those hands, so soft and delicate, which had once spread the table-cloth on the fresh grass in the green wood, on the day of her betrothal? Ah, yes!

where was the furrier's daughter? and where was the land which might lie nearest to her home? The bottle knew not, it travelled onward and onward, and at last all this wandering about became wearisome; at all events it was not its usual occupation. But it had to travel, till at length it reached land- a foreign country. Not a word spoken in this country could the bottle understand; it was a language it had never before heard, and it is a great loss not to be able to understand a language. The bottle was fished out of the water, and examined on all sides.

The little letter contained within it was discovered, taken out, and turned and twisted in every direction; but the people could not understand what was written upon it. They could be quite sure that the bottle had been thrown overboard from a vessel, and that something about it was written on this paper: but what was written? that was the question,- so the paper was put back into the bottle, and then both were put away in a large cupboard of one of the great houses of the town. Whenever any strangers arrived, the paper was taken out and turned over and over, so that the address, which was only written in pencil, became almost illegible, and at last no one could distinguish any letters on it at all.

For a whole year the bottle remained standing in the cupboard, and then it was taken up to the loft, where it soon became covered with st and cobwebs. Ah! how often then it thought of those better days- of the times when in the fresh, green wood, it had poured forth rich wine; or, while rocked by the swelling waves, it had carried in its bosom a secret, a letter, a last parting sigh. For full twenty years it stood in the loft, and it might have stayed there longer but that the house was going to be rebuilt. The bottle was discovered when the roof was taken off; they talked about it, but the bottle did not understand what they said- a language is not to be learnt by living in a loft, even for twenty years. "

If I had been down stairs in the room," thought the bottle, "I might have learnt it." It was now washed and rinsed, which process was really quite necessary, and afterwards it looked clean and transparent, and felt young again in its old age; but the paper which it had carried so faithfully was destroyed in the washing. They filled the bottle with seeds, though it scarcely knew what had been placed in it. Then they corked it down tightly, and carefully wrapped it up. There not even the light of a torch or lantern could reach it, much less the brightness of the sun or moon.

"And yet," thought the bottle, "men go on a journey that they may see as much as possible, and I can see nothing." However, it did something quite as important; it travelled to the place of its destination, and was unpacked. "What trouble they have taken with that bottle over yonder!" said one, and very likely it is broken after all." But the bottle was not broken, and, better still, it understood every word that was said: this language it had heard at the furnaces and at the wine merchant's; in the forest and on the ship,- it was the only good old language it could understand. It had returned home, and the language was as a welcome greeting. For very joy, it felt ready to jump out of people's hands, and scarcely noticed that its cork had been drawn, and its contents emptied out, till it found itself carried to a cellar, to be left there and forgotten. "There's no place like home, even if it's a cellar." It never occurred to him to think that he might lie there for years, he felt so comfortable. For many long years he remained in the cellar, till at last some people came to carry away the bottles, and ours amongst the number.

Out in the garden there was a great festival. Brilliant lamps hung in festoons from tree to tree; and paper lanterns, through which the light shone till they looked like transparent tulips. It was a beautiful evening, and the weather mild and clear. The stars twinkled; and the new moon, in the form of a crescent, was surrounded by the shadowy disc of the whole moon, and looked like a gray globe with a golden rim: it was a beautiful sight for those who had good eyes. The illumination extended even to the most retired of the garden walks, at least not so retired that any one need lose himself there.

In the borders were placed bottles, each containing a light, and among them the bottle with which we are acquainted, and whose fate it was, one day, to be only a bottle neck, and to serve as a water-glass to a bird's-cage. Everything here appeared lovely to our bottle, for it was again in the green wood, amid joy and feasting; again it heard music and song, and the noise and murmur of a crowd, especially in that part of the garden where the lamps blazed, and the paper lanterns displayed their brilliant colors. It stood in a distant walk certainly, but a place pleasant for contemplation; and it carried a light; and was at once useful and ornamental. In such an hour it is easy to forget that one has spent twenty years in a loft, and a good thing it is to be able to do so.

Close before the bottle passed a single pair, like the bridal pair- the mate and the furrier's daughter- who had so long ago wandered in the wood. It seemed to the bottle as if he were living that time over again. Not only the guests but other people were walking in the garden, who were allowed to witness the splendor and the festivities. Among the latter came an old maid, who seemed to be quite alone in the world. She was thinking, like the bottle, of the green wood, and of a young betrothed pair, who were closely connected with herself; she was thinking of that hour, the happiest of her life, in which she had taken part, when she had herself been one of that betrothed pair; such hours are never to be forgotten, let a maiden be as old as she may. But she did not recognize the bottle, neither did the bottle notice the old maid. And so we often pass each other in the world when we meet, as did these two, even while together in the same town.

The bottle was taken from the garden, and again sent to a wine merchant, where it was once more filled with wine, and sold to an aeronaut, who was to make an ascent in his balloon on the following Sunday. A great crowd assembled to witness the sight; military music had been engaged, and many other preparations made. The bottle saw it all from the basket in which he lay close to a live rabbit. The rabbit was quite excited because he knew that he was to be taken up, and let down again in a parachute. The bottle, however, knew nothing of the "up," or the "down;" he saw only that the balloon was swelling larger and larger till it could swell no more, and began to rise and be restless. Then the ropes which held it were cut through, and the aerial ship rose in the air with the aeronaut and the basket containing the bottle and the rabbit, while the music sounded and all the people shouted "Hurrah."

"This is a wonderful journey up into the air," thought the bottle; "it is a new way of sailing, and here, at least, there is no fear of striking against anything."

Thousands of people gazed at the balloon, and the old maid who was in the garden saw it also; for she stood at the open window of the garret, by which hung the cage containing the linnet, who then had no water-glass, but was obliged to be contented with an old cup. In the window-sill stood a myrtle in a pot, and this had been pushed a little on one side, that it might not fall out; for the old maid was leaning out of the window, that she might see. And she did see distinctly the aeronaut in the balloon, and how he let down the rabbit in the parachute, and then drank to the health of all the spectators in the wine from the bottle. After doing this, he hurled it high into the air.

How little she thought that this was the very same bottle which her friend had thrown aloft in her honor, on that happy day of rejoicing, in the green wood, in her youthful days. The bottle had no time to think, when raised so suddenly; and before it was aware, it reached the highest point it had ever attained in its life. Steeples and roofs lay far, far beneath it, and the people looked as tiny as possible. Then it began to descend much more rapidly than the rabbit had done, made somersaults in the air, and felt itself quite young and unfettered, although it was half full of wine. But this did not last long. What a journey it was!

All the people could see the bottle; for the sun shone upon it. The balloon was already far away, and very soon the bottle was far away also; for it fell upon a roof, and broke in pieces. But the pieces had got such an impetus in them, that they could not stop themselves. They went jumping and rolling about, till at last they fell into the court-yard, and were broken into still smaller pieces; only the neck of the bottle managed to keep whole, and it was broken off as clean as if it had been cut with a diamond.

"That would make a capital bird's glass," said one of the cellar-men; but none of them had either a bird or a cage, and it was not to be expected they would provide one just because they had found a bottle neck that could be used as a glass.

But the old maid who lived in the garret had a bird, and it really might be useful to her; so the bottle neck was provided with a cork, and taken up to her; and, as it often happens in life, the part that had been uppermost was now turned downwards, and it was filled with fresh water. Then they hung it in the cage of the little bird, who sang and twittered more merrily than ever.

"Ah, you have good reason to sing," said the bottle neck, which was looked upon as something very remarkable, because it had been in a balloon; nothing further was known of its history. As it hung there in the bird's-cage, it could hear the noise and murmur of the people in the street below, as well as the conversation of the old maid in the room within.

An old friend had just come to visit her, and they talked, not about the bottle neck, but of the myrtle in the window. "No, you must not spend a dollar for your daughter's bridal bouquet," said the old maid; "you shall have a beautiful little bunch for a nosegay, full of blossoms. Do you see how splendidly the tree has grown? It has been raised from only a little sprig of myrtle that you gave me on the day after my betrothal, and from which I was to make my own bridal bouquet when a year had passed: but that day never came; the eyes were closed which were to have been my light and joy through life. In the depths of the sea my beloved sleeps sweetly; the myrtle has become an old tree, and I am a still older woman. Before the sprig you gave me faded, I took a spray, and planted it in the earth; and now, as you see, it has become a large tree, and a bunch of the blossoms shall at last appear at a wedding festival, in the bouquet of your daughter."

There were tears in the eyes of the old maid, as she spoke of the beloved of her youth, and of their betrothal in the wood. Many thoughts came into her mind; but the thought never came, that quite close to her, in that very window, was a remembrance of those olden times,- the neck of the bottle which had, as it were shouted for joy when the cork flew out with a bang on the betrothal day. But the bottle neck did not recognize the old maid; he had not been listening to what she had related, perhaps because he was thinking so much about her.

⑥ 求歌曲紅的,綠的,藍的,紫的....什麼的歌的,各位誰知道

歌曲：氣球

歌手：許哲佩 專輯：氣球

許哲佩-氣球

黑的白的紅的黃的紫的綠的藍的灰的

你的我的他的她的大的小的圓的扁的

好的壞的美的丑的新的舊的各種款式各種花色任你選擇

黑的白的紅的黃的紫的綠的藍的灰的

你的我的他的她的大的小的圓的扁的

好的壞的美的丑的新的舊的各種款式各種花色任我選擇

飛的高高越遠越好剪斷了線它就死掉

壽命短短高興就好喜歡就好沒大不了

越變越小越來越小快要死掉也很驕傲

你不想說就別再說我不想聽不想再聽

就把一切誓言當作汽球一般隨它而去我不在意不會在意放它而去隨它而去

氣球飄進雲里飄進風里

結束生命氣球

(6)紅色的童話背景音樂擴展閱讀：

許哲佩2001年專輯同名主打，許哲佩詞曲唱，是一首很考驗肺活量的歌曲。

不開口的許哲佩給人一種冷靜的印象，但接觸後就會感受到熱烈的思緒，她對於周遭的人、事、物相當的敏感也常有很多的想法，古靈精怪的各種點子及創意常給人驚奇，有靈氣的思考配合冷靜的外表，唱片公司給她一個「冰樂精靈」的封號。

許哲佩擁有一副好嗓子和獨特的表現力，她是一位才華橫溢的唱作型台灣歌手，她的聲音甜美卻不膩人，反而很清澈見。許哲佩擁有驚人的唱功，她可以一口氣唱56個字，並被稱為「人聲鋼琴」；她是華人史上首位在冰島拍攝錄像帶的天才歌手，更是一位外冷內熱，不斷釋放著音樂魔法的「冰島精靈」。

她的音樂總是藉由宛如孩童般的眼睛看著大人的世界，天馬行空的創作風格，不難找到如北歐童話、馬戲團、精靈的元素，作為詞曲靈感的來源，並成功的在華語樂壇創立了獨樹一幟的作品風格，她的詞曲作品也經常被收錄於其它華語歌手的音樂專輯中。

歌手信息：

許哲佩（Peggy Hsu），1981年2月2日出生於台灣省台北市，中國台灣流行樂女歌手。2001年，推出首張個人音樂專輯《氣球》，從而正式出道。

⑦ 最近流行音樂有哪些歌曲紅呢

很多啊，什麼曹操啊 ,豬都笑了之類的,在網路MP3上一看就知道了嘛~~

⑧ 《歲月的童話》里采紅花時的歌曲

中國版的名字就知道<<故鄉的親人>>曲子一樣,只是歌詞給翻譯成了中文.我有那歌.

⑨ 求一些振奮人心的背景音樂。

蒲公英的約定 幸福的味道 聚集記憶的時間 豆漿油條 無可取代 星夜傳說（加長劇場版）好聽 赤道與北極 光榮 靠近一點點 捨不得 人魚的眼淚 明知做戲 五月天 說你愛我 黑白照 我在那一角落患過傷風 沒有你的日子我真的很孤單 感動天感動地 我可以 愛的手語
面具 火花 阿哩阿啦 命運 酷愛 吻得太逼真 那麼愛你為什麼 莪唔識拍拖 甜蜜約定 為你寫詩 放生 終點 ONLY ONE 好好愛 再見不是朋友 當愛在靠近 愛死了昨天 期待愛 沒有了你我怎麼辦 愛是喜歡你 懷念過去 七月七日晴 公主徹夜未眠 喜歡一個人很累 原諒莪一次 相愛無夢、我真的受傷了 當莪再愛你的時候 永遠不分開 分手快樂 天王星 傻瓜都一樣 好想哭 my love will get you home 還你門匙 小時候 等一個晴天 城府 到不了 分開以後 單車戀人 放的星星 越愛越難過 需要你的愛 為愛停留 只欠秋天 彩虹天堂 一個人哭 怎麼會狠心傷害我 啟示錄 最後一次的溫柔 白色戀人 聽著情歌流眼淚 其實你懂我 傻瓜 夏天的風 愛到死心塌地 止步愛情 不夠成熟 愛丫愛丫 不要在我寂寞的時候說愛我 黑色毛衣 七月 眼紅館 愛的主旋律 純屬意外 陷入愛裡面 等下一個的天亮 全世界的人都知道 一個人 分開旅行 假如 下雨天 淚妝 笑著流淚 流星雨 依然在一起 左邊 死了都不賣 永不消失的彩虹 去愛吧 走火入魔 雜技 口袋的天空 想太多 你的選擇 分手在那個秋天
不哭 最後一個夏天 不可思議 平行線 讓自己亮起來 小太陽 愛我 愛情休止符
永遠到底有多遠 如果愛能早些說 付送折磨 幸福海岸線 愛是一場夢 因為有你9
槍炮與玫瑰 EN DAG TILBAGE 不可不信緣 又一年又三年9 STOP！STOP！STOP！ 愛的天國 煙雨煙雨 我就是喜歡你 我願意 戀上另一個人
三個字 單身潛逃 做你的公主 始終有你 彩虹 遇見 秘蜜花園 怎麼辦 星光
花香 你愛我像誰 迷宮 街角的祝福 黑白電影 我一直都在 想你 樂園 綠光森林
他一定很愛你 換季 就微笑了 謝謝愛 願意不愛你 懂了 別愛我 一個人流浪
在世界中心呼喚愛 你永遠是我的最愛 祝你幸福 一個人的星光 將愛情進行到底
FOREVER 愛情加油 該忘了你對不對 我需要你 你不屬於我了 櫻花的秘密
失戀圓舞曲 不許哭 愛情的魔力 親吻寂寞旅人 GOOBDYE MY LOVE 出神入化
我很好 紅色石頭 遺失的美好 不會愛 惡作劇 遇到 秋天的童話 等你愛我 愛的勇氣
保護色 身邊 快點來愛我 18愛不愛 幸福的地圖 多愛我一天 發現真愛 絕不能失去你
爛泥 壞壞惹人愛 錫自己 SHUT UP 78 香早吧噗 崽崽 我不上你的當 畢業隨想曲
內疚劇場版 KIDS開始戀愛劇場版 月光 誰是誰的誰 賠償 終極夢想 祝你生日快樂
ONLY ONE 愛我你怕了嗎 水晶 一個人走 愛一直閃亮 戴上我的愛 JUST ONE LASR DANCE PERFECT MOMENT BOY 明明很愛你 愛要怎麼說出口 和寂寞說分手
下半生 知覺 唱情歌的人 愛的故事DJ 英文版 即使知道要見面處 別等我離開才說愛我
愛情過後 也沒有辦法 星象儀 LOVE真愛 野 頭 下雨的日子 難以言喻 SEASONS
不要愛上他 如果我愛你 FIRST LOVE 女人的香味 你不像她 我們都是一朵花 暫停戀愛
愛向著我來的那天 不變的音樂2007 日光傾城 請你說愛我 我懷念你 一定要愛你
飄雪 只要一絲溫柔 原來你什麼都不想要 PRIVIREA TA愛 CASTLE IN THE SKY 愛
CRAZY LOOP MM MA MA 愛 那個人的謊言 眼淚留在你走後 愛是一種幸福
BELIEVE ME 愛 絕情人 等你一輩子 QUESTION NOTHING 心願 忘了我忘不了你
KUNG FU FIGHTING 愛 心願便利貼 天空之城 愛乘以無限大 親愛的再見 為愛傷心為你痛

⑩ 紅色的童話一背景音樂

Live for the Dream
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歌手：Paul Hardcastle
語言：英語
所屬專輯：Jazzmasters V
發行時間：2006-07-25