A dancer's fate is to embrace someone onstage, but that person is never their lifelong partner.
Fate rises and falls like a sorrowful, wistful debut dance.
He said: Before the Common Era, we were too young;
after the Common Era, we were too old.
No one has ever seen that one truly beautiful smile.
In 2000, she crossed half of China to stand before him.
“I love you.”
“Oh, really? You tell me you love me when I'm exhausted. It's too heavy for me to bear.”
“Are you saying you don't love me anymore?”
“That's hard to say. I'm used to eating at noon and sleeping at night, just as I've grown used to spending every spare moment thinking of you. But is habit really love?”
