On Knightsbridge sits a reminiscence that hovers this magnificent city. Bathing in the orange dusk from the mountaintop, the clouds churned out plentiful sentiments. The lights turned on twinkling like stars, people strolled in a careless pace and sat around where they wanted, in the city that enjoys a vibe never in haste. A newly-risen full moon hung above the evening bridge, catching my eye. It was on this street, in the night, where we shared our loving thoughts for each other. The scene was engraved in my mind for a thousand years. My dear mother, thank you for greeting me in my heart.