I have been sleeping late at night this year. Its already October now; the temperature is getting colder. I felt an ache in my eyes from sitting at the computer desk for a long time tonight, so I wanted to stand up to relax for a while. Outside the windows, I found it was raining with mizzle (drizzle???- if so, say 'found it wasa drizzling') now. The atmosphere was cool I thought, so I went onto the veranda. How cold outside! I took a deep breath. My hands folded naturally. Here was a sight so beautiful- beyond words, such a moment, such sight made me gaze at the drizzle under the street lamps falling drop by drop. It was wonderful with the mixture of mizzle and that foggy light, which made the sight as beautiful as a poem. I was so happy to see such a sight, as if I had just found paradise at the moment in the fog. The drizzle brought many old memories back. Suddenly, I just remembered a CD I used to listen to before ---Secret Garden. I got it out of the CD case and put it on. There was a kind of sorrow coming into me while the graceful cantus (???).
Remember it'[s a long time since I used to enjoy the Secret Garden album every night. In such cantus (???- songs?), I feel myself walking into a peaceful world, rather, I should say I feel myself walking into a rich painting, feel like a princess in a castle. She always raises her head holding her hands (how do you raise your head holding your hands??), standing peacefully at the top of the castle under the starry sky, praying. She looks as if she is waiting for and thinking about something under the flash of stars. The loneliness inside is the reason for the sorrow, but she is so peaceful... She knows how to feel loneliness in this world. She thinks loneliness is also beautiful. There are many stars and the moon with a smiling face accompanying her through the long night. She says to herself, why I should be sad? I know, its just my prince still hasn't appeared, I will be here waiting for him to come. At the end of this story, he will be dancing with me, enjoying the stars and the moon above the sky everyday. Look, my white gown is flopping happily. How wonderful everything is!
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