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From Now On, I Hope the Sound of the Piano
Modern Romance从此冀琴声
Yuan Xiaoji
Qin Shen, do you still remember the sound of my piano? That year there were no flowers blooming, no snow falling, just hot summer, just you and me. I recorded it over and over again with my mobile phone before I dared to carefully play the dream wedding composed by Paul Seneville to you. You said, that's great. Xiaoji, do you still remember the flowers blooming on the street? It is not lost, it will not be lost in the reverse flow of time, because there is love. Time is playing hide and seek with us. We spent seven years hiding ourselves. In the end, I lost.
Qin Shen, do you still remember the sound of my piano? That year there were no flowers blooming, no snow falling, just hot summer, just you and me. I recorded it over and over again with my mobile phone before I dared to carefully play the dream wedding composed by Paul Seneville to you. You said, that's great. Xiaoji, do you still remember the flowers blooming on the street? It is not lost, it will not be lost in the reverse flow of time, because there is love. Time is playing hide and seek with us. We spent seven years hiding ourselves. In the end, I lost.
From Now On, I Hope the Sound of the Piano
General Fiction从此冀琴声
Yuan Xiaoji
Qin Shen, do you still remember the sound of my piano? That year there were no flowers blooming, no snow falling, just hot summer, just you and me. I recorded it over and over again on my mobile phone before I dared to carefully play to you the dream wedding composed by Paul Seneville. You said, that's great. Xiaoji, do you still remember the flowers blooming on the street? It is not lost, it will not be lost in the reverse flow of time, because there is love. Time is playing hide and seek with us. We spent seven years hiding ourselves. In the end, I lost.
Qin Shen, do you still remember the sound of my piano? That year there were no flowers blooming, no snow falling, just hot summer, just you and me. I recorded it over and over again on my mobile phone before I dared to carefully play to you the dream wedding composed by Paul Seneville. You said, that's great. Xiaoji, do you still remember the flowers blooming on the street? It is not lost, it will not be lost in the reverse flow of time, because there is love. Time is playing hide and seek with us. We spent seven years hiding ourselves. In the end, I lost.