1, Weifu is seated. The jade finger exploded, revealing a slender white jade finger, stroking the piano face and thinking deeply. The piano sounded in vain, euphemistically but firmly, and the coupons came, such as noble running water and the lingering charm.

2, the sound of the piano is getting louder, dragging a beautiful dance skirt, jumping up and down, and drawing a perfect arc in the air with long sleeves, which is dizzying and fascinating. The veil covering the face was stirred up by the wind, spun in the air and floated down leisurely, sweeping the imperial secretary who held her breath.

She holds the pipa and plucks the strings like an onion, making a pleasant sound. Cold music is like the sound of spring water flowing from a cliff and hitting pebbles. The misty water mist only makes people cool for a while.

4. The string is cut like a pearl on a jade plate. Hum, whisper-then mixed together, a silver vase suddenly broke with a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons. She brushed the string, twisted it slowly, swept it and pulled it out.

5. Gently stretch out a piano, scratch your finger on it, and the clear voice comes, just like the nightingale's fatigue, drowsiness, softness and euphemism in the evening. After a while, the rhythm was light, as if the moon had risen to the sky.