We can't play God, unless we sacrifice ourselves. Who says, anything is better than nothing. Who knows, the price of that anything. We can't change the past. Then how can we change the future? Coz what we will have tomorrow, all depends on what happened yes...
1900，为了音乐而生的干净纯粹的一个人，纯净的如同孩童，他的一生都在这艘船上，都在这架钢琴上，他离不开。他生于船，长于船，死于船。 “Forgive me， my friend， but I’m not getting off. 朋【péng】友，原谅我，我不下船了?！?我看见，他第一次遇见钢琴的时候。他穿过禁止通...
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