HC DANCE NIGHT! 又再回来 (back again) ;D

Sync.
感觉．
Rhythm.
热忱.
Success.
成功.

Great performance, put up by great individuals who went all out to wow the crowd with the splendidly choreographed items. Behind every successful show, is hours of work, sweat and effort put in. Hours of routine practices, late into the night. To perform to one's best, as individuals, and as a collective whole, is a daunting feat. Having said, great job, everyone. (:
1 more day, 2 more performances, many more hours of effort. All the best, go for the stars, and shine, like never before ;D



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Summer blooms, upon the chilly fingers of the winter, slowly, recede into the earth, into nothingness. For the swallows too migrate to the warmer South, the icy tendrils of winter, blankets, and consume the atmosphere. Fur, feather, scale alike, fall into deep slumber, a temporary relief. Nothing, lives, in the chilly winter morning. Where then, does strength come from?

Pretty flowers, cut and packaged, are beautiful, yet tragic; they do not live to see the next day. Petals wither, flower stalks dry up, devoid of it's former lustre. Flowers, above all, can't last forever. Other things however, live on. Unnoticeable, yet true. For good, or bad..?