Qin Mourns the World

The flowing wine hall, the meandering water serves a good night. A humanist in Kyoto said, "Talking about Mr. Xian is like heaven and earth." The exquisite piano in his hand caused the noise of cars and horses in front of the door every day. However, despite being so aloof, he only had thoughts about the new little handyman. He demeaned himself and took the initiative to teach him how to play the piano. The handyman Xilan just looked at him with a smile, and there was pity in his clear eyes that he couldn't understand. Later, later, he realized that he had sold a trivial favor to the most noble young man in the world. Since I came into this world, I have used it to please others. I can only play the piano, but I know nothing else and have nothing. If I must tell you how to prove my feelings for you, I can only tell you that I am willing to give you the only skill I have to make a living in this world. I only have this little to offer to you. -----------------------------------------------Talk about strings Intention: