春节过后，天气逐渐转暖。似乎抗过了寒冬，已经不再惧怕10几度的气温，脱去厚厚羽绒服，穿上轻便的大衣，走出户外，可以自由畅快的拥抱阳光，呼吸空气。喜爱春天，喜爱春天的午后，也喜爱春天的日落。

如往常一样，下班后天色已黑。未过元宵，路上还是相对安静，沿着轻轨行走，一辆列车轰轰驶过，一道灯光刹那间闪过。抬头仰望星空，深深吸一口气，轻轻闭上眼睛，听着Norah Jones的歌，好一番惬意。

Your eyes seek conclusion in all this confusion of mine
……
I want you to stay
Just to hold me and tell me you’ll be here to love me today
……
The moon’s come and gone but a few stars hang on to the sky
The wind’s runnin’ free but it ain’t up to me to ask why
But the poets are demanding their pay
And they’ve left me with nothin’ to say
‘cept hold me and tell me you’ll be here to love me today
Just hold me and tell me that you’ll be here to love me today
Just hold me and tell me that you’ll be here to love me today