The scream piecrecd through the air with pain. br br A lady of a certain age was br br limping on the street all alone, br br meanwhile br br moonlight on her shoulder br br made her face pale as a white rose in the wind. br br br All at once, br a rain in torrents soaked her scarf sheer wet, when br br her rough hands were shaking powerlessly in the air. br br br br she began to sing her sweetest song for br br her beloved with all her passion and br br endless love from her soul, in spit of the br br termination of her beloved's life. br br The fierce pang of sorrow grew her song br br wilder and wilder as though her love hadn’t br br passed away. br br Thinking back the good old times she stayed with him br br haunted on her mind, br br the beads of sorrow could sweep anything in her memory away, but her fond memories of him. br br br br Cried insoncosably to the sky, singing br her sweetest song for him, her forever love. br br she dreamed of him almost every lonely night. br br The sky was shouting and weeping exceedingly br br furiously against the song of the ragged woman, br br her voice grew faint and faint br br when the storm eventually br br blew her down to the aloof corner of the street, br br the roaring of the wind struck her ears br br bleeding, her bloodshot eyes were filled with br br the longing for love, although she’s in the br br agony of death.