Window in the heart

A faint glimpse of the sun, shot from the dilapidated window, standing by the window, letting the sun melt and melt my heart.

Looking down, I saw only the one-meter curtain and the white wall.

I am obsessed with the tightness of my own, the closeness of people I don’t like, the loneliness and the sunshine. I saw the window in my heart and silently shed tears.

Once, I tried to open the tight window, but it hurt the wound in my heart forever. Since then, I have never thought about opening the window of the soul that has been sealed for a long time.

Suddenly, I was surprised to find that the slightest sunshine gradually disappeared. It turned out that the sun also abandoned it.

Gently close the window, and walked to the front of an old and elegant piano. "Our Song" sheds from the fingers, and the music can only be lonely.

The empty room was full of music and mourning, and the sound of the piano was abruptly stopped. It was not surprising, because the old clock, it sounded its old bell, and it was another night...

Finally, you can escape this ancient, empty mansion, alone, walking on the riverside road, seems to feel something, and people want to open the window of the soul.

The closed window is not willing to be disturbed. It must be forever and forever.

But later, the window in the heart was opened, because it was no longer lonely, no longer selfish, it saw the beauty of the world, and it yearned for all the sources of goodness in the world.