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Guo: I like you too. I like all the art on the stage.
Y: Ah, you like art.
Guo: Of course, you have done a lot of things professionally. It doesn't have to be like this. Can't stop. I like it.
Y: It's a hobby.
Guo: Flute,
Y: Do you like flutes?
Guo: I play the flute. Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang (BBK music),
Y: Is it a flute tune?
Guo: I like this one. I told my wife that I buried this flute with me the day I died.
Y: Do you like it so much?
Guo: I like this one.
Y: it's over.
Guo: Suona, Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang (music), I told my wife that the day I died, they were buried together: Ah.
Guo: Erhu,
Y: It's all folk music.
Guo: Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang Dangdang (music), I will be buried when I die. I looked back and saw the bell, jingle, jingle.
Y: How noisy.
Guo: My daughter-in-law says the country is easy to dig.
Y: ring the bell.