Four years ago, when Feng Shi was paralyzed in wine, I felt the despair of that pile of flesh and blood. In the dim light, he did not see me; in the rainy weather, I met him by chance.
The story of a down-and-out pianist, a person struggling in life. What do you think the last sound he left for me before his death would be after experiencing abandonment, abandonment and abandonment?
It was two tapes, one empty, and a violin.
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Concept: Often the pain of a disgusting person is not seen in the eyes of the moment. It is the past person who looks at the past and the present moment, catching a glimpse of the afterimage of the future. He is in a daze and wants to forget, but it leaves a deep mark that is dragged away by time and lasts a long time.
