The night is getting deeper and the moon is still bright. I sit quietly in front of the computer alone, listening to songs and enjoying the beauty of loneliness. The calendar is flying, and 2006 is about to become a thing of the past. The curtain has come to an end, and when I turn over the dusty pages, I can gradually touch the traces of the past years. The most true love words in the memory are stored in the mobile phone at night, and the habits like shadows are always with you in a certain corner of life. The long and leisurely sound of the piano appears again. The thoughts of the past flowed away with the moonlight, letting go in the night. It seems as if I can see my current shadow, supporting a trembling heart, and crying softly to the faint sound of the piano! With trembling tears, how can I grasp the gift of fate and experience the most real feeling and the most romantic love.
