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Along the tracks of those strings, fate is a heavy bow, pulled by a trembling heart. Which circuitous stream is this sound? From the sound of a piano, two butterflies lingering on the strings fly gracefully. Liang Zhu! A sad and touching love is a touching music, such as water. A faint fragrance wafted in. Passing by the flowers of butterfly lovers, all the tenderness is in succession. Become a butterfly: I clearly see a pair of classical lovers, who fly in pairs, intoxicated by the shadow of flowers. The sound of the piano is vague: the jumping of the notes is the details of the bend in the stream-a sad spring trickles from the spring and flows into the river. Bitter melody, the Covenant of life and death. Butterflies flying in pairs shed tears. Love to the depths, fate, haunting the strings. Liang Zhu! Eternal swan song, unbearable pain. A piece of sparkling water is a string of crying notes. The piano whimpered, and its voice touched a sore spot. My heart can't help trembling. Handfuls of sad violins pour out more than a trace of love? Can't hide the inner waves: the sound of the piano beats the spring, and the moon in the water sadly spends endless cold nights. Bitterness, what kind of taste is it? Pain, what kind of struggle? The world was silent. The melodious and eternal piano sound ...