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In 1999, the first grade of primary school,
The first time I saw a handsome bass player in a cartoon,
Since then, I have been fascinated by bass,
This year, accord was officially domestically produced.
The soul of music is control,
The same goes for cars.
The breath of the 10th Generation Accord,
Whether it is post-90s,
Or older,
Driving is never abrupt.
Sporty design, sharp appearance
Driving on the road, like standing on a stage,
Radiant!
I like exquisite things
The details determine the beauty
The disassembly and disassembly of a watch,
It's because in the details,
Seek the texture I like.
And an Accord inside and out,
It is an innate coordination.
No need to do it yourself,
What I see,
Hear, touch,
Even the taste...
All have been arranged just right
Movement, of course, is more risky than stillness
The traverser is, of course, more thrilling than the drone
The visual experience obtained is completely different
The moment you hold the steering wheel
It has been understood: control and movement,
Features that don't need to be used all the time
But it was an Accord that could give me the ability
Pure self-expression!