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
……