Born in a prosperous age, the brothel courtesan, the flower demon queen
He is good at playing the harp, and his music is like the sound of nature. When people and gods listen to it, they are all silent.
Let down or be let down
love or not love
To forgive or not to forgive
past or present
The past that cannot be returned, the love that cannot be forgiven
Leave this time
The sound of the piano is perfect, love hates farewell
Where in the world is there still you? Where in the world is there still me?