The love story between a senior piano major and a female teacher, please save it first!
That day in that Chinese-Western café, the woman sitting opposite me threw a glass of water on me and left angrily. Then I got up and planned to sit in front of the grand piano and play a song like Clouds Chasing the Moon or a Turkish march. As soon as I sat down, I saw her sitting right in front of me. She was dressed like a lady and had a beautiful profile.
Although her profile was pretty, her whole person was gentle and gentle. Even when she said goodbye to the man opposite her, she exuded a virtuous and virtuous temperament. She was not my cup of tea at all. At that time, I liked the voluptuous bitch type.
What happened later proved how naive and ignorant I was at that time. Later, I couldn't escape from her gentle land at all, and I wanted to drown there.
Purpose: Life is precious and love is more valuable. What about ideals?
