Ling was stunned, and vaguely heard a trace of the music. Different from the erotic music in the hall, the sound of the piano outside the window was melodious and sentimental, but it still had a noble and graceful sound. Ling stood up and walked towards the lotus pond. Follow the sound and just listen to the sound of the piano, a song of youth, a song of loneliness, a song of mortal world, and a song of heartbreak, melodious and endless.
Purpose: Taking Chang'an as the background, writing about people and things in the world