my, the wind is really lovely. The breeze is so calm and peaceful. Now it's around 6:37pm.
I'm listening to Bach- A lover's concerto. Everything feels so different, feel so...free. I love this feeling, the feeling of serenity. The wind that passed through my window play soft tune on my windchime, as so it looks like, they just went on dancing happily and gracefully. Out side my window the clouds are moving slowly but steadily. I can almost picture the sun, leaving it's beautiful golden trails behind, the trees bid it goodbye with their branches swaying calmly through the evening. But this delightful feelings of the marvelous scenery could only last for a moment, and that is why they're precious to everyone, this is probably the time when anyone, will realise the natural beauty of the eath's feeling and will confessed to themself of whatever was in their mind. But gradually as the sun disappear and the moon took over, a new moment will begin. The stars will guide the lost one home and the moon will guide the stars. Soon again, our mind will be elsewhere, and as time passed, a new day will begin. A new memory will be kept, and a new history will be written and of course, a new hope will be created.
