Mood

      Listening to the CD you sent to me   "the solo piano",which is my favorite style of music  there is something painful to soak into my body, little by little. The feeling is one thing named "loneliness", from a worn heart on a distant land. The heart is yours.
     Without doubt, you are really a special friend of mine. We lived and learned love. We raced the sea and challenged the sky.From you I learned what it meant to laugh as well as cry, and I learned how to give as well as how to take.
     Before I met you, I thought the sky was gray. I was a high achiever, but no matter how hard I worked, how many times I attempted, there was still a strong force which constrained me.So I was sensitive to everything around me.  I really tasted the flavor of "loneliness." But you pulled me out. I still remember that night  Snow was descending deep in places that looked shadow and covered up all kinds of filthy things  You came up to me who was weeping and gave me a piece of paper, which It＇s easy in everyday life.
     To be caught up in webs of nonexistent problems,
     Worries with not enough space to prove themselves.
     Depressions with no meaning.
     All these forces working together.
     Gaining more and more power by pushing you
     Further back into yourself.
     Until it＇s self pity.
     Life is against you.
     Everything is wrong.
     Then bitterness.
     The world is at fault, you begin to hate
     Then it＇s over without having ever existed.
     Life is beautiful.
     You are beautiful
     The world is yours
     Cry tears of joy.
     How could something so right ever be wrong?
     But turn and look again.
     You will be running for the rest of your life,
     Trying to escape the reality of mood.
     And the human mind...
     You said to me with a temperate voice:"Hear the song of the bird? In spite of the snow and the wet and the coldness and the loneliness, the bird is singing. It believes that it can fly to
     I beamed, only for your word.  Henceforth, I didn＇t feel lonely, because of you. Now I want to give you the poem you＇ve given me and tell you: You won＇t feel lonely because of me."
     We don＇t fear the punishment of life;we just can＇t suffer the days without communication and love. We＇ve dreamed of the serene life.