I see Shanghai in black and white. And most of the time, everything are just grey. Colors are just expressions of feelings. When you are emotionless, try to see the world in black and white. They are as cold. And if you find shades of grey, this is a mixture of hesitation.
And then I see pink. I see shadows of purple rays too. Shanghai is coming in colors. That's when I see love.
Every movement can be translated to every piece of emotions. My dance defines my emotions. Your body languages makes me happy. Makes me wholesome. I see colors. I see life.
Para Para Sakura. The flower blossoms this chinese new year, reunion.
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