"Is your music really that mysterious?"
"I don't know. The first and last experiment of "Annihilation"."
"If it's useful, it would be a pity if only I can listen to it."
"Just listening to it alone will change a lot."
"I don't understand music."
"You will understand the meaning of Qu..."
The five tones are misaligned, and the five strings are destined to die. A mixture of love and hate, an ensemble of grudges and grudges. The song ends, life is lost, and times are reborn.
My knowledge and energy are limited, and the main plot is purely fictional, not history. Do not take it seriously.
Intention: The zither is played horizontally for fun, and the troops are formed on the ground.
