最近,开始疯狂迷恋一个人的舞蹈。像是落灰的人开始细数光阴。当我看到像他那样属于舞台的人开始用生命诠释舞蹈的真谛的时刻。我的心是百般纠结的。我总是透过舞台顶部撒下的光,去尽力看懂一个陌生的舞动的灵魂。他从第一个舞步开始,就泼墨般演绎着一首诗的行云流水。 Recently, I began to crazy about a person’s dance. People who fall like ash start counting down time. When I saw people who belong to the stage like him, they began to explain the true meaning of dance with life. My heart is tangled. I always try to understand a strange dancing soul by the light that is thrown through the top of the stage. Starting from the first dance step, he performed a poem of flowing ink.