when its raining at nite and the air is chilly,i snuggle on the sofa,wrap the throw on my shoulders ,dim the lights and listen to jazz,diana krall,nat king cole,ella fitzgerald.their mellow voices are oozing with warmth.listening to nat king cole crooning autumn leaves. "the leaves of red and gold,are falling outside the window.
music brings back good memories of the trip to China in 1980s when i went to watch the legendary shanghai jazz band at the Peace hotel on Bund at nite.
chinese jazz songs are so soothing.how i miss those times the day the music ended
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