The wind blew the flower,
broken, fleeting,
and your smile shook, and shook...
On the way, it became the most beautiful decorations in my life.
Looking at the sky,
watching the snow on the ground,
gazing at the season's deep shadow,
listening to this violin playing softly,
recounting love so sweetly..
How do I get you meet me in my most beautiful moment,
and then lingering with you?..
(violin -- Romance of the Violin )
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