Hold the thin wind in your arms.
Fingertips touch the strings,
Time flies and slows down,
Slow down.
The piano sound in the distance seems to come from
From the horizon,
With a faint scent of sandalwood,
Show the majestic mountains,
Magnificent,
Overlap, endless.
With a wave of his hand,
If it is like a gurgling stream,
Such as clouds around the mountain, hazy and illusory.
The song "Mountain Flowing Water",
The voice is sometimes powerful,
Sometimes it's quiet,
Maybe it's too much.
A sense of detachment between natural landscapes.
At this time, my heart trembled with the sound of the piano.
The voice is beautiful and gentle,
It entered my heart like a thin wind.
and
Because the piano sounds in front of us,
It is often presented in my heart with the sound of the piano.