Lei Mantian's Life is Like a Piano
by Zhang Kunhua
About This Novel
Thunder once filled the sky and drifted in the wind on the Yunnan Plateau. The thunderous name of this violinist has caused the sound of the violin to disappear due to the sudden passing of his life; both his life and the sound of the violin have gradually faded away and become vaguely forgotten. Who else remembers Lei Mantian? But in the long 50 years since his death, you may still be in a corner of an old teahouse at the end of an ancient alley in Kunming on a lonely evening, and hear some old people drinking a pot of strong green tea until it becomes tasteless, talking about some interesting topics easily, and then turning into heavy topics. Among them, there will be an old man pointing with the end of a long bamboo cigarette pot and saying that Lei Mantian once stood in front of a certain tea table or behind a certain wooden chair and played his beloved violin, concentrating on playing Ma Sicong's "Homesickness" or France's "Marseillaise" for the tea guests.
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