As the singer gently sings, shall we dance?
The indescribable loneliness and warmth quietly pervade the wrinkles at the corners of the male protagonist's eyes.
Day after day, on the boring way home, through the train window, he saw a woman standing in front of the window, beautiful and sad.
Day after day, it may be curiosity, or inexplicable attraction.
At his age, he went to the dance studio where the woman was alone to practice dancing without telling his family.
He was shy, but very serious.
Every Wednesday night, a group of little people with their own troubles, a small dance studio.
The music sounds, and the world seems to switch.
Passionate rumba, cheerful Cha Cha, elegant waltz...
He never imagined that dancing would rekindle his life.
He practiced in a low voice with a broom at home, his feet happily intertwined under the desk, and he danced lightly on the empty platform...
He was like a child who was just beginning to fall in love, on his first date with his sweetheart.
shall we dance?
The beautiful singing is repeated over and over again, and he walks through other people's lives with his own dance steps.
The song is over, and life goes on.
The same train, the same location, only the happy smile on his face makes everything change.
I always thought that the implicit and deep love in oriental culture can move people's hearts the most.
I love you, needless to say.
Husband and wife, lover, father and daughter, brother...
An ordinary exchange of eyes, a seemingly random action, makes people feel warmer.
Just like the hero's cherishing of his wife and his faint friendship with his dance teacher in the film, he exudes a charming fragrance through the unremarkable daily trivia.
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