Time goes back to the beginning of everything,
The piano played in the dim light,
Then the world had a sound.
He walked gently past her,
Then the rain began to interweave gorgeous poetry.
The guitar beats tinkling, tinkling, thumping,
So his hand took hers,
The rain clouds gradually recede,
The summer sky sheds golden light.
Time began to feel lighter and longer.
When summer completely leaves,
The blizzard broke through the thin door.
The rain clouds began to cover again,
The sound of ding-ding-dong-dong started to sound again,
Oops, but where has the piano gone?