Tenderness on the strings ... ..（二）

Do not comment on his old playing skills,
Not to mention all the hardships he suffered.
Bing my heart is no longer a past "good card" on that with a blind man glasses, wore broken felt hat, the eyes reveal sadness, middle-aged man described as skinny. Membership by the wonderful music, his soul in the vast of the night to be back to life, complete exposure to light among the vitality of plants as a green out of green, with their bright red, and those old suffering, sorrow and the eye is too dark clouds have been. Looking back when I follow the sound of the piano, he through the night sky, stepping from the moonlight and supple walking through the grass, through the flowers, bright eyes filled with tears and happiness, and passion with a hidden story , has repeatedly portrayed the warm spring, the cold seems to know me, as I know he's lonely.
Good month frost tonight, go play a sad shadow of Bing, but lyrical, smile, whisper. As the moonlight holding a bouquet of roses, I bow to both hands, unconsciously, hidden in the shadow of the heart and grief to have to move to the back of the moon, some small branches being put up as a flower bud, east winds, the green to a deeper , and the whole earth was filled with the aroma of flowers.
Tonight, sweet spring water, water's edge has Fuqin people, shining stars, but also wine and verse, how people do not want to sing the night in the gorgeous, the slightly sweet smell in the wine Show details for cover?
Erquan mapping the moon, has never suffered a little from the hardships of the Bing.
Erhu sound, all his blood and tears of the talk.
Hui spring clear, gurgling flow of his tears clear.
Moonlight, is the untold human joys and sorrows.
Bing of intense, death does not change; Bing wife, and the piano as a friend. In this late autumn night, walking all the way he used to sing a song all the way enough to warm the world, but a heart touching melody soothing sound of countless lonely soul, and then uttered a sigh, let me gently broken.