Everytime walking at the street,looking the passers-by through your shouder,I felt a little sentimental.Love in the air,of course,in everywhere you can see.

The sunset in this city is sad,like the purple-black sky of Vienna.Purple stands for rotten cherry,and black stands for disruptioned key.I just hope,those who has fallen in love,will never change.I also admire their courage,although over the limitation of the society.