1. Last night, I saw a gang of young shinny fresh boys in Rittensquare park. I approached them carefully, afraid that they are in some dangerous mood. When I get closer and closer, I realized they are playing sha bao all together, giggling and talking. They played it the same way when we played it 10 years back(dou kou nian hua?). They looked like they are having great fun. Well, in the moonlight, in the smooth wind, in the tree shadows, in the young blood, things are perfect. I am very much in ecstasy.

2. Then I went in LaB social ethical building, I put myself in man's world, in a romance wonderland. It is as much built by the people as by my own imagination. And thus, you know, I would be hurt for anything. I realized that for love, you can be selfish. For dancing, although there's total devotion of love in that one song, you can't and not allowed to be selfish. It's a pain in the ass for me not to be selfish! I watched the man i was in love with a minute ago danced as if he was in love with another girl. Well, i should be happy that in this warm wooden floor, man and woman love one another, and the whole world is, in this one night, in love.

3. In a dancing perspective, the difference between Singapore and Philly is obvious. Philly peeps are more random. haha.

4. I hear the song again. The Подмосковные Вечера that brings me back to the karaoke nights with parents. Memory has power. I drown myself in the song and I feel like floating in the unknown space that  stores my most valuable belongings. I sat there, very lost, stoning at the couple in a depth of distance dancing a beautiful dance with the song, then I felt the connection. A secret connection between China and the world, me and parents. 

I left after the song, singing the song on the street, with my whole heart.