The night fell. I followed the sound of the violin deeper into this side street from the Red Square. The beautiful melancholy in the music was so vividly played out and difused into the air that I was totally grabbed by it. When I realized that I must have stood in front of the violinist for a quite a while, I also realized that I had tears in the eyes, feeling the peace of mind that I hadn't felt for a long time.
夜幕降临，小提琴声传来，把我带到红场边上这条街道的深处。那音乐中流泻出一种多么美丽的忧伤，如泣如诉，渗透在略带寒意的夜空里，我被完全地攫住。这一刻一定延续了很长，当我意识到一定在琴手面前伫立了许久，我发现鼻子酸酸地，眼睛也湿了，心中却感到许久没有的宁静。