"The luthier gives the strings sounds, and the strings give spirit. Of course, he also gives the strings feelings..."
He was regarded as unlucky when he was born, and was sent to a secluded courtyard in the mountains. He thought he could escape from the dire straits of resentment, but in the end, human power could not defeat destiny...
A guqin, a white dress, a lifetime of obsession, a determined will, and a person that he loved at the cost of his life, a word that he was unwilling to say until the end, and a life of ups and downs but no regrets...
"There are indeed thousands of ways in this world for a person to forget the past, but there is no way for me to forget you. Maybe, I love you..."
By Moqu