刚进琴房的时候，黄昏的秋色正点染窗外的树梢和对面峭壁上的爬藤，四下里一片沉静......

小心翼翼地揭开镂花白布，掀起翻盖，再移去红色绒布条，黑白相间的琴键映入眼帘：像一位娴静的女子，落落大方地袒露出自己美丽的肌肤，期待着恋人的爱抚...... 由此想到一首英诗 "The Guitarist":



"With what attentive courtesy he bent
Over his instrument;
Not as a lordly conqueror who could
Command both wire and wood *
But as a man with a loved woman might,
Inquiring with delight
What slight essential things she had to say
Before they started, he and she, to play."
(* here could be "keys and pedals")                  

心在琴声中得到抚慰和浸润。起身的时候，抬眼望去，才知暮色在不知不觉当中已悄然降临，让人想起另一段诗：

“客心洗流水，
余响入霜钟，
不觉碧山暮，
秋云暗几重。”