I must not show my tears flowing; I just restrain myself, mourning within my heart. Then my confidence is restored, and I display my brilliant techniques. Soon, though, I hang my head in shyness and want to run away to the back row in my embarrassment. Nevertheless, I guess Schubert’s music has become a comfort and great consolation to me. To me, Schubert is a good person.

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