year. ’

Qin Jian completed 52 pieces of classical piano repertoire in one movement. ’

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Let's take a look at what he's accomplished.

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If you barely count the rhapsody on the theme of Paganini, it is 5 concertos, 2 for Rahe and 3 for Uncle Mo. ’

'Uncle Pei's Sonata, Pathetic Passion, Moonlight Storm Plus First in F Minor, Well, 5. ’

'Prokofiev's War Sonata 2'

'Czerny Etude 740, 5 pieces. ’

'Uncle Mo's Sonata, K545, K279, K331, K330, K283, and K284 First Movement. ’

"So even if it's five and a half songs. ”

Qin Jian thought for a moment and continued to write on the note in front of him.

As the last guest of the corner café, he has the right to enjoy the piano music in solitude and quietly.

The music was very familiar to him.

PlayingLove–1900。

He didn't know whether Shen Qingci liked it or Liao Linjun liked it, in short, the coffee table and piano hall were repeating every morning.

Anyway, he likes it very much, and people who play music have good taste.

'And Mombo, the girl in the garden, PS: An unpleasant Christmas for the elk'

The tip of the pen dances to the rhythm of a waltz, and he writes fluently, except for the occasional recollection that needs to be stopped.

'17 Chopin etudes, 3 preludes, 3 mazurkas, that's 23. ’

In comparison, Liszt, who is also a romantic piano twin, is thin and cannot be seen

'Liszt 1, bell. ’

Bach was also very uncomfortable, with only one ensemble track, The Good Shepherd BWV208. ’

If it's an ensemble, then you have to add K448 with Duan Ran. ’

These two songs are considered one song. ’

A post-it note was written all over the place.

Qin Jian counted, "Fifty-two and a half." ”

With a sigh of emotion in his heart, he went on to write-

In one year, Qin Jian completed 52 pieces and one movement of classical piano repertoire. ’

With a sigh, he swept his left hand, his gaze slightly condensed.

"Not true. ”

He drew two horizontal lines on the number 52 and rewrote '53 on them. ’

And one more added, 'Chris's Piano Variations No. 7, 1. ’

Moment.

'Qin Jian's annual work list. ’

Long.

Qin Jian smiled, and at this time, the sky outside the window had been rendered into a red glow.

He lifted the pen again.

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The first rays of morning light entered the café, and the waitress Lizi, who had worked all night, sighed.

She knew she was about to leave work, and it was another dull night shift, except for the guest who came in the middle of the night.

It wasn't actually appropriate to say that it was a guest, the man just asked himself for a few sticky notes and a pen, and then there was no more.

She didn't even order a cup of the cheapest yuzu tea.

But for the sake of the other party's eye-catching, it's better to treat him as a down-and-out writer.

At least in the second half of the lonely night, there is someone to share piano music with.

Reiko doesn't know how to play the piano, but that doesn't stop her from fanatically loving the piano.

If you walk into her cabin, people will be shocked.

There was another big snort.

She felt like she couldn't open her eyes anymore.

"Hello. ”

"A glass of hot milk, a piece of cake. ”

A gentle voice interrupted her.

I don't know when the man has walked to the counter.

Reiko's eyes widened as she pulled herself together, the collar and sleeves of this man's white shirt were a little wrinkled, affecting the beauty of wearing it on him.

But up close, he's more eye-catching, and he looks a little familiar.

Probably Reiko feels this way when she looks at handsome guys.

"Sir, please choose the cake here, is the milk sweetened?" replied with her professional politeness.

"No added sugar. ”

Qin Jian looked at the rows of exquisite cakes, and he didn't know what to choose for a while, which was too difficult for him.

Reiko had already made the milk, looking at the man's tightly knit brows in front of her, as well as his shabby shirt, probably thinking that she had also had such troubles, and suddenly opened her mouth: "Don't you know which one to choose?"

This shouldn't be a servant's tone, sounding like a friend.

Qin Jian nodded, "Yes." ”

"Then this is the right one. ”

Reiko took out a piece of pine nut cream cake from the corner of the cupboard, which may not be the best piece, but it was the cheapest piece here.

Qin Jian felt that this piece was good at a glance, and raised his head and thanked, "Thank you." ”

"A total of 37.8. ”

Qin Jian paid the money and was just about to leave, when he suddenly turned around: "Is there a candle?"

Reiko raised her eyebrows, more sure of what she thought in her heart, the other party was the same poor person as herself, who would buy such a piece of cake if there was a rich person, maybe it seemed to be a birthday cake now.

"Birthday candles?" was still a polite answer.

Qin Jian nodded again, "I only need one." ”

Reiko also nodded, the woman's imagination was already boundless

Is it his child? He's a dad? What a young dad.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and he took out an exceptionally beautifully packaged box from the cabinet, which contained only a candle.

Reiko smiled, "I sent you." ”

Qin Jian didn't think about it so much, he thought that the candle was a gift, or a sentence, "Thank you." ”

After taking the box, he turned around and left, and the street was gradually becoming lively.

Seeing off the last guest, Reiko felt refreshed, and for some reason she felt that she had received a kind of spiritual satisfaction that made her decide to cut a piece of music.

The prelude to the first movement of K466 sounds, with a captivating minor-key string track.

Every now and then, Reiko feels like she has come to a classical piano world of her own.

Although she doesn't know how to play the piano.

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'This list of works of the year is a gift. ’

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The sky was completely bright.

A scavenger walks past the door of a coffee shop and is amazed to find something.

He walked quickly to a dumpster not far away.

He thought he was dazzled.

On the garbage bin, a beautiful cake with an unburned candle on it, he looked around and picked up the cup beside him.

It's still hot.

He took a sip, and the mellow milk made him feel a burst of warmth, he hadn't drunk hot milk in a long time.

Thank you to this kind person.

He thought to himself, and then picked up the cake, and although someone had bitten off the corner of it, that didn't stop it from being a delicious breakfast.

The scavengers took the cake and milk.

Turning away, walking in the direction of a trash can.

The camera zooms out farther and farther away

On the trash can behind him, next to the burnt candles, there seemed to be a few pieces of charred paper ash.

A cold wind blew, and the black ash drifted with the wind to the far side of the city.

In the sky, there are stars.

Interspersed with a yellowed corner of the paper was interspersed.

Only a corner remains.

You can still see some handwriting on it.

'Happy Birthday, Old Gram'

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In the new year, life will go on.

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December 6, 2014.

Clear.

Today's Haishi Conservatory of Music is even more lively.