The Moonlight is hazy, the breeze is gentle, a wisp of fragrance spreads like running water, and the sky river ripples. The wind crumpled the smoke-like romance like a dream, intoxicated in sadness, like a simple and elegant traditional Chinese painting, slightly revealing ink fragrance; Artistic conception like poetry and words: quiet, elegant and slightly revealing a slight sadness. The night of the moon is cool, softly overflowing my heart, stretching out my gentle arms, I really want to draw a wisp of breeze into my sleeves, pour into the glass, drink to the moon alone, and look at: a river of spring water, the reflection of the mountains,. Everything seems to be drunk, drunk in the breeze on this moonlit night. A sound of piano, which broke the quiet of the night, swept over the cold water: the aftersounds were curling, clear and shallow, hovering in the bottom of my heart. The sound of the piano passed by, and the breeze raised the waves and flowers. Gradually, layers of sadness were raised, and the style and elegance were scattered. The sound of the long piano, drunk by the breeze under the moon, independent cold window: Enjoy a crescent moon, enjoy a leisure, enjoy a lonely; Looking back is already tearful eyes, low singing: cut constantly, reason is still chaotic, don’t worry about it!

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