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我望著天上的月亮，想起了我前世的父親。我的書法和繪畫就是從小跟他學的，他和這一世的父親一樣愛我寵我，只是那個世界，是再也回不去了。不知道你們現在過得好不好，老媽的風溼有沒有再犯……
一陣笛聲響起，飄緩低迷如夢幻一般。是《寂靜之聲》。
我轉過頭，就看見胤祥站在風中披著月光的清輝，靈動的音符從笛中滑出，融為一體。
原來那天是他呢。我想起來，那天他應該是在懷念他的額娘吧。
我望著他笑了笑，和著笛聲啟唇唱起來：
Hello darkness； my old friend
I've e to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
'Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence
And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people； maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dare disturb the sound of silence
〃Fools〃 said I； 〃You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows”
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach to you
But my words like silent as raindrops fell
And echoed in the wells of silence
And the people bowed and prayed to the neon god they made。
And the sign flashed out its warning
And the words that it was forming
And the sign said：
〃The
