There is that story about you and me that no one else knows. I traveled through a hundred years just to finish writing our story.
Do you know how a man rides a bamboo horse, or how you gamble on books and spill tea?
You have to accompany me to complete these beautiful and warm things.
The strings of the zither cannot carry thousands of sorrows, but I play the zither and the music never ends.
When the prosperity fades away, when the sadness flows through, just listen to the rustling sound of my piano.
By the way~ This is an article I wrote with a friend~ The first part is "Dancing Solo" (Kangxi Chapter)
My friend's "Dancing Solo" address: http://www. Jjwxc. Net/onebook. Php? Novelid=508790