"Chasing memories with longing,
Keep the past in your heart,
Spreading the wings of the wind and flying over the glass moon,
Chasing the end of the night looking for the disappearing heart.
Darkly hidden in the dawn,
Sadness is accompanied by joy,
There is you in the dusty years,
In the passing time it is me.
Even though beauty and immortality coexist in life,
It was also a remnant body.
Even though strength and honor are with you,
That too is a faded glory.
… …"
The fire by the lake is still burning brightly, and a melodious harp sound is entwined with a male, low, vast and sad voice, but extremely gentle. I was gradually pulled out of my dream by the sound of the piano and that voice. After I woke up, my eyes naturally followed the owner of that voice.
Leide Monyo sat by the sparkling lake, holding the purple-blue crystal harp in his hand, his slender fingers sliding smoothly on the strings, and the crystal-clear body shone with beautiful brilliance. When the notes flow out like a gentle breeze, gentle and sad words are also sung from his mouth and blended into a beautiful and beautiful song.
The song seemed to flow from Raidmon's heart rather than from his voice. Every word, every sentence, every paragraph penetrates my heart along with the clanging sound of the harp. I don't know why, but I couldn't fall asleep while singing like this. I was moved by the sound of his piano.
Conception:
Big, great, great! Happy