He sat cross-legged and picked up the shamisen.
Although the harp has three strings, there are three unique qualities of love.
"This song is not written by any husband. It is more like folk gossip passed down orally. My ancestors can play it."
"So, what's the name of this song?"
He plucked the strings, and the piano responded with a clang.
"Thirteen wrong."
Thirteen mistakes will kill a thousand hearts.
◇An unfinished assignment, probably a medium-length novel of thirteen short stories.
◇The dynasty was chaotic, basically empty, and a work of practice.
◇The world is full of flowers, snow, moon, firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, rain and dew.
◇Thanks for reading!