Mozart, piano concerto No. 13 in C major K. 415, Allegro.
One of the April morning just starts. Everyone wake up and ready to go to their work. I sit in my room look outside through window. Some of children run to go to school. I see one woman who seems like forgot something and run back to her house to go get it. I see a man who reads newspaper drinks coffee and feel the shine of morning sun. Soon the bus comes the man wears his french jacket quickly and come out from cafe to catch the bus.
It is calm. Trees and flowers are moving and wind blows. I see two birds sitting on the bus station where the man left. I decide to go out and feel the spring. I see a girl who wear yellow dress. As the butterfly follows the beautiful flowers I follow her. She is humming songs and I sing along the song quietly. She felt I am following her and keep returning but smiles at me. She sits on the bench of the park filled with the pink flowers. I sit by her and introduce myself. She pretends like ignoring me at first. However we naturally start the conversation soon. She doesn't want to see my eyes but stares the flowers in her hands.
It is getting darker and the girl says she has to leave now. I don't want her to leave me. I ask her if she can stay little longer. She said she can't but she gives me a flower that she had on her hand. We walk back out of the park together. I don't want to leave her but I love the moment walking with her right now. My steps are lighter than feathers. I skip the shortcut that I usually use. Humming the songs.
I and the girl arrive in front of her house. She says bye and walks inside of the house. I stop her. She looks back and give me big hug and whispers her name to me. I see myself in her brown eyes.
It is calm. Trees and flowers are moving and wind blows. I see two birds sitting on the bus station where the man left. I decide to go out and feel the spring. I see a girl who wear yellow dress. As the butterfly follows the beautiful flowers I follow her. She is humming songs and I sing along the song quietly. She felt I am following her and keep returning but smiles at me. She sits on the bench of the park filled with the pink flowers. I sit by her and introduce myself. She pretends like ignoring me at first. However we naturally start the conversation soon. She doesn't want to see my eyes but stares the flowers in her hands.
It is getting darker and the girl says she has to leave now. I don't want her to leave me. I ask her if she can stay little longer. She said she can't but she gives me a flower that she had on her hand. We walk back out of the park together. I don't want to leave her but I love the moment walking with her right now. My steps are lighter than feathers. I skip the shortcut that I usually use. Humming the songs.
I and the girl arrive in front of her house. She says bye and walks inside of the house. I stop her. She looks back and give me big hug and whispers her name to me. I see myself in her brown eyes.