Three days without touching a qin
Caused my hands growing thorns
My heart longings
Step in the Qin Dao Hall
Sipped cups of tea
Played the silks of Qing Ming
Silently my heart is comforted
"Qin is yourself"
Or may I say that Qin is the part of me that I am hardly can be.
(Because we have to deal with daily life challenge, that makes us putting on a mask or a shield)
The part of me that is hidden and hardly can be explained.
Therefore only the qin can help to let me know who I really am and let me be my true self.