Reminiscent of Japanese samurai or women.

This song is definitely to your taste.

Ah, after listening to it, I seem to see the samurai listening to the geisha playing Sanxian, closing his eyes while drinking tea, and slowly tapping the time on the table with an origami fan. Cherry blossoms fall in the yard, and incense floats leisurely in the room with the breeze. The two of them fell in love deeply, and the samurai and the geisha began to undress and have sex (but the music didn't stop, and the voice-over was replaced). . . Two people move slowly on the tatami. . Geisha moaned softly, her mouth full of anger. . Ah, that tower. . . ",samurai asthma gradually thick" dumb, meters into god. . . "