Gentleness under the violin

A song immersed in the sound of the violin.

℡, violin, can't play melody.

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Just like the deep and intoxicating violin music in the rain at night, it has a unique feeling of rhythm three.

The violin exudes a touch of sadness, a touch of sadness, a touch of bitterness, and the strings exude a deep yearning and homesickness.

I can't get rid of my figure.

The violin sounds like a river. The left bank is a memory that I can't forget, and the right bank is a bright time that I deserve to stick to. It flows in the middle, and I feel sad every year.

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