To my husband, for our twenty years of marriage. We had no wedding when married. Before the marriage, my mother in law sent me 1000RMB, when I heard she borrowed the money from the other villagers, then I mailed moeny back. We were so poor materially, but spiritally we were so connected and we have been and still we are .
Oh, darling, Taking my hands Grab me on the top of flowing cloud Flying back day by day
To the day of mid night In front of my dorm While you merrily standing With our hands tightly knitting Whirling and swaying and steps gliding We start dancing
Where we dance We dance in the birch woods In the yellow leaves With my red coat flying like fire flame
From Southern Lake To the Summer Palace From Fragrance Hill To Great Wall In the rhythm of the boat peddling And steps running and running … Where we dance We dance in the Midwest Great Plains In the field of corn With melody of moo moo cows From Topeka to Lawrence In the Wizard of OZ
Where we dance We dance In front of John Harvard statue On the ground of Boston common Smooth and harmonious and peaceful On the trail of freedom For a free dancing style
In the Market of Quincy In the music lyrics With street performers close by With the strangers from another continent We laugh and sing and dance When the winter comes We are the snowflakes dancing Dancing with icy wind Until spring come Together we melting away Where we dance We dance in Yosemite On top of the fall On half dome platform We dance in Death Valley With our tent Blown away into sands far away
We dance in the Redwood Trees In the breeze of tunnel As our hands waving To let each car passing We dance in Pacific Ocean In the foam of wave In the welcome back song of seagulls With their warm applause We dancing back to the seashore Where we dance We dance in the rainforest of Kauai On the peak range of Alaska Denali In the trees of raindrop touching In the path of glacier oncoming Each earth movement is each step Of our dancing
Where we dance We dance on the deck of 15 Camino With the deers and squirrels and birds In the scent of pittosporum From the dark night To the morning sunshine We dance to evaporate In dry summer We dance back In the rainy winter
Where we dance We dance in the body of each other In the pulse of each heart That is when we are dancing for love and love...
There is no stop for our dancing Until the day The earth given away The mountain falling apart We are still Dancing and dancing No depart ……
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