I, flowing in the galaxy of memory, only remember that my childhood life was living in the world of musical notes, sitting on a stool, playing all kinds of music fluently with my hands, and even arranging songs by myself.
In the memory of the river of stars flowing me, only remember that childhood life is living in the world of notes, sitting on a stool, playing a variety of tracks fluently with my hands, and even making songs of my own
In the memory of the stars, I only remember that my childhood life was living in the world of musical notes, sitting on a stool, playing all kinds of music fluently with my hands, and even composing my own songs<br>