A winter evening enveloped the park with a magical blanket of snow, and the whole world seemed fabulous. A light frost tickled my cheeks and made me smile as I walked along the well-trodden paths, framed by lanterns that shone with a soft yellow light. There was a festive atmosphere everywhere: children's laughter, the crackle of snowballs and the smell of hot cocoa from kiosks.
Passing by our October (the building in Lenin Park, where mass events and various master classes take place), I noticed a bright light behind the glass. Curiosity led me closer, and when I looked inside, I saw an amazing picture. There are musicians on the stage, immersed in the magic of music. Their faces shone with happiness and enthusiasm, and the sounds of instruments filled the space with melodies that touched the deepest strings of the soul.
These musicians played for people on the street, that was amazing. Speakers installed on the street made music accessible to everyone who strolled through the park. The musicians gave us their irony behind the glass, it was a full-fledged concert for us on the stage. It seemed to me that the whole world was focused on this moment, and people stopped to enjoy the magic that was happening in the snowy evening silence.
Among the musicians on stage, a girl in a beautiful red evening dress stood out. This dress seemed to sparkle, attracting glances. She was a soloist, and her voice resembled a beating string — thin, melodious and full of feelings. When she sang, it seemed that winter itself held its breath, allowing the sound to penetrate into the very bonds of the listeners' hearts.
I listened intently as her voice intertwined with the music, as if they had created a magical union. The people on the street froze, drifting away into a world of dreams and hopes. Some even started singing with her, and this atmosphere of unity with the music was amazing. It was like there was no one around me, just me and this amazing melody.
It was so wonderful to be a part of this moment when art connects hearts and brings joy. I also joined the dance — internally, with my eyes closed, feeling the music fill me with its energy.
Then, when the last chord died down and the girl bowed low, a sincere smile ran across the faces of the audience. We all knew that this evening had become something special, that it would leave an unforgettable mark in our hearts.
That's the story. Unfortunately, Twitter is banned in my country, I will make a repost of this story on VKontakte, this is also a well-known network for communication.
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