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"The Voiceless Twelve Strings~Love Fallen Silk Strings"

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    "The Twelve Strings of Voiceless Sound ~ Love Falling Silk Strings"

    Text / Daoyuan

    The first string of the voiceless sound, the butterfly dances and plays among the flowers.  The breeze blows the willows, Ziyan murmurs.  It is true that a happy life is not full of joy.  Happy with you, lucky to meet Chang'an.

    The voiceless second string is the most beautiful memory of Jiangnan.  Like a fish in water, lingering and lingering.  It's like, the gods and gods suddenly descended to earth.  A cup of love makes the world drunk.

    The voiceless third string, who does not admire romance.  Three lives are lucky to be reunited in this life.  To be enjoyed exclusively, to be tenderly pampered by the world.  The heart is like honey, and the smile is sweet.

    The voiceless fourth string, strolling among the water and clouds.  Fingers interlocked to lock love.  No matter what, the ground cracks and landslides let the sea dry up.  And follow the king, share the joys and sorrows.

    The fifth string of the unvoiced tone, the wind and snow spread over Qinchuan.  The sound of the flute is getting farther and farther away, and you know where to go.  Since then, I have been missing each other endlessly.  Reminiscing about each other, suffering a lot.

    The sixth string of the voiceless tone, the cold moon shines without sleep.  Whoever has pity on his mind will add even more sorrow.  In the end, the body is thousands of times thinner than a yellow flower.  But I will never forget your face.

    Unvoiced seventh string, don't dream of getting drunk in Chang'an.  The spring breeze is several times, and the laughter speaks joyously.  Love that, holding hands before the flowers under the moon, linking verses, playing chess.

    The voiceless eighth string, who is rolling the bead curtain?  Looking through both eyes, I don't see you back.  Long sigh, lonely shadow sleeps with tears.  This kind of love is difficult to describe with pen and ink.

    The ninth string of the voiceless tone, holding wine to Chanjuan.  Tell me what's on your mind, whether it can be fulfilled.  Looking forward to seeing painted boats in thousands of miles of rivers.  Qin and Se, continue the frontier.

    The tenth string of the voiceless tone, with melancholy down the eyebrows.  Autumn comes and spring goes, and the temples are stained with frost spots.  However, crush the infatuation and continue the dream string.  Love is difficult, but there is no fate.

    Unvoiced eleven strings, stroking the strings of the Guqin.  The old events in the south of the city caused waves.  How can it be forbidden, tears and rain drenched the shirt like a spring.  But it turns out that love and hate are hard to say.

    Twelve strings of voiceless sound, pick up the pen to show the remaining notes.  Do all the books in the past, and rhyme the poems.  Heavy ink, bitter and sweet between love and hate.  Sauvignon Blanc, to tell the truth.

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