|- 鑫鑫向刀 Xinxin Xiangdao (pic left) is from mainland China but is studying
in a Taiwan University. She flew to Hong Kong specially for Daolang concert
First, I swear that although I am only 18 years old, it’s not like I’ve been stopped in my track. I have listened to each and every one of his songs and I could recite all the lyrics. You can say I grew up in Daolang music ever since the time I was a small girl.
I was the girl in red coat with black skirt. I traveled here by myself (at the concert) for no other reason than because I like Daolang. That night was most memorable.
Before deciding to attend, I was actually hesitating for quite a while. First, I am still a student, having no source of income unless I take up a part-time job. Asking from my parents for money to go to the concert is out of question. Secondly, I wasn’t sure if I am allowed to return after passing through immigration. Thirdly, remitting money is quite troublesome. Later, after doing some calculation I realized I have enough gift money for the concert expenses after all. Also, I found that a return trip is possible from Shenzhen. In short, all’s well that ends well, hence Hong kong here I come!
That day, I helped to set up my school’s Photography exhibition in the morning. At noon, I was on my way to catch the flight. By evening, I was on board a bus to go to Red Coliseum and there I met Dongdong and Feiyang .
Photos taken at the live concert are more colorful than what I can describe with words. However by midnight, we all arrived at a rather small restaurant … and my hunger was allayed. Next, we waited for the celebrations to begin …
While waiting, I listlessly play games on my mobile phone until just as when I lifted up my head, Daolang appeared walking in from opposite me. That moment seemed like time had stood still yet my eyes followed him wherever he went. To think the person whom you’ve been quietly adoring for so long is now so up close. It’s a very nice feeling to have and dreamily a story seems to be unfolding in my mind until I heard Xinjie called out softly to him ‘Daolang …’
He turned around and saw me, I looked his way too. Then, my eyes simply welled up, tears flowed. Everything then became a blur…. I couldn’t hear clearly, my mind was a blank. I did as I was told. Come to think of it, I have Xinjie to thank. …. she urged me to get up to move forward to him. When Daolang opened his arms and – right, just as you can imagine, giving me a hug, my tears stained his shoulder….
I suddenly realized it was impolite and so I wiped dry my eyes as quickly as I could. Still in a trance-like state, I could just remember the flashes all around, the toasting (at my table) and more photo-taking.
When we were having a group picture taken, I knelt beside his knees. Someone said that we are like father and daughter, even Daolang himself said so. But in my heart, I know I would rather not be his daughter, for you can’t be falling in love with one’s father.
Back in the hotel room, I video-chat with my mum and in all-too-good-to-be-true excitement, I told her about meeting the person I love for the past eight years, the hug. I wrote down this unforgettable moment while it was still fresh on my mind. I feel no regret. Distance now doesn’t matter, not even the 3-day absence for classes On the other hand it is possible I may fail my mid-examination.
I’m grateful to the people who took care of me along the way. They were 刀蜜, 里程碑, 新姐, 芳芳, 阿峰and his friends,东姐and飞扬. It’s also thanks to the Party, the government and whosoever to make this trip a possibility.
However, the person I want to thank most is Daolang. I know in this lifetime, to have one such meeting with you is already most satisfying. With much devotion in my heart, believe me that I know I will continue to be memorized by your voice. Although I am only one of the sunflowers that admire you, you are and shall always be my sole Apollo.