Sunshines of untouchable memories

Perhaps In the midst of hazardous events mixed in the air, our paths mistakenly converged on a mysterious fantasy land that neither has a future nor a past. Despite the brevity of our escape, our wander on this land was vivid and heart-touching. I can still feel the warmth of sunshines resting on my face. Although those are sunshines of untouchable memories, the sound of his music remained in the real world where our paths diverge. The sound of his piano is deep, sometimes awkward, but so genuine and beautiful. It chases away clouds of angst as the day falls...