我是一把琵琶,一把绝世的好琵琶。我有光滑如绸的质地,有清脆如天籁的声音,而我却只是偎依在一个普通的宫女身旁。 当她白皙的手指柔柔地抚过我的弦身时,我透过她的淡妆,看到了千古美丽下隐藏着的忧郁。她很少说话,但我能从她的手指间了解到她的内心。宫外,是她想要的生活,那里有 I am a blind man, a masterpiece of peerlessness. I have a smooth silky texture, a crisp sound like heaven, and I just cling to an ordinary palace woman. When her white fingers softly stroked my strings, I saw through her light makeup the melancholy beauty hidden beneath the ages. She rarely speaks, but I can understand her heart from her fingers. Outside the palace, is the life she wants, where there is