Haven't stepped in stadium for long time. Well, first no partners to go with. Eventually, lost interest in concerts.
Growing up with canton pop. Couldn't live without it. Every life incident has its own theme song. Now that people are gone and things are different. But 80's canton pop stars suddenly all come back and open concerts. Ok then. Let's them pick our pockets. For we know very much... that it's the memories we are actually purchasing.
"Grasshopper" concert is a good show I must say. Well at least to our age of people. Strong beat, dance, shouting, disco lighting.... all bring us back to young time. To the time we were innocent and wild. To the time we dare to love and hate. To the time we believed we own the world. To the time we never needed to sleep. Music and beat brings us back. It is clearer and clearer. The little girl was wild and crazy and bold. The boy she loved or maybe she wasn't sure at that time. The crazy thing she did with people who she already lost contact with. She dances with the beat and screams even louder than before. Coz unconsciously she knew this is most probably the last chance to give herself out.
Familiar pop songs brings her back and forth in the time. Hurt and happiness flashed like crazy. She couldn't really tell the taste of the feeling. The only thing she could do was to sink into the beat. But it's a good show. After all, there are love. Love brings people back together. There are still love in world. 7 years of marriage and tears in eyes were evidence. Witnessing others love life is warm in heart yet bittering. She... driving back home and wishing upon the stars. Wishing next time "Grasshopper" can witness her love.
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