"Li, why do you want to take me away?"
"I love the clear rhyme, and I love the clear rhyme of the piano."
"Because of Aegean?"
"Yes, because of love."
"... Especially you, Su Qingyun, don't be arrogant because of favors. You have to remember that things are not what they used to be!"
"'Being proud of being favored'? You have never been favored, so why should I be arrogant?"
"Just like when snow covers the branches, flowers fall all over the ground. Beautiful things can never be together. How can the harp and harp sing in harmony?"
"Then, how about this song being called 'Liu Shui Ling'?"
"Haha, it's whatever you say. But it just feels like there's 'flowing water' and no 'falling flowers'..."
"Why? Then what do you want? 'Falling flowers are intentional, flowing water is ruthless'?"
"No, it's 'poems become flowing water, dreams fall among flowers.'"
A bad relationship that shouldn't have happened, because of his paranoia and persistence, it was entangled until death.
"Piano and Piano"
Fifty strings of brocade strings are played for no reason, each string and column is reminiscent of the past. Zhuang Sheng was fascinated by butterflies in his morning dream, and he looked forward to the emperor's spring heart filled with cuckoos.
The bright moon in the sea has tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss.
"This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss..."