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how touched they were by Winnie at her concert

Her singing really moves hearts.

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moves Winnie to the point of tears.

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she is grateful that they took the effort to be there,

to hear her sing;

to each familiar face in the crowd,

she could feel the wordless

yet strong bond they share,

and her heart is filled with gratitude

that after all these years,

they are still listening to her songs 

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That day, I went to Winnie's concert.  The lights dimmed .... Oh Lover!
Although this is my first time meeting the other fans,

but it seems like we have already known each other for a long time. 

As Pighead, the webmaster of Winnie Hsin's Worldwide Website enthusiastically

waved the florescent stick in his hand while Winnie sang,

he shyly commented about himself, "Already so old, still acting like a little fan.". 

Just then, the song ended and he led all of us in shouting the slogan which we

have thought for a long time.

 "WINNIE, U R FOREVER OUR LOVER!"
(Actually, Pighead is still a very young man.)
The "Obasan" sitting in front of me insisted that

I kept touching the back of her seat and

she showed me her long face,

perhaps we have been too noisy and had caused her disturbance. 

But she did not understand that

this is our way of proving that we have grown up and

have the freedom to come and watch our favorite singer's concert. 

Perhaps in a few more years time,

it would be no longer appropriate for us to shout those slogans.
The concert hall was not big;

nevertheless, I could really feel the warmth of love that night.
The sound system was not good enough,

but I have never ever heard such beautiful vocals,

not even in Winnie's albums. 

She sang too too well that night!
My friend, Van, who has never been Winnie's fan,

was so touched that night by the beauty of

Winnie's singing that his tears could not stop flowing.
Staring in awe at Winnie in real person  in front of me,

singing all those familiar tunes "Colors of Wind", "Admit", etc ...,

all I could do throughout the concert is to sing along with her.
All of a sudden, it began to dawn upon me the beauty of growing up

(although I have never resisted it). 

It's so good to grow up, especially to grow up listening to Winnie's songs. 

Because of her songs, I have grown up to become what I am today. 

When Winnie sang "Firework",

I was so touched to the extent that I finally could not control my tears anymore. 

Winnie has sung it too beautifully! 

 It's just too awesome!
Thank you, Angel for lending me your Parker Pen,

so that I may get Winnie's signature.
Thank you, Pighead for all your thoughtfulness,

for bringing all the florescent sticks and

so many Winnie's posters that we may get her autograph.
Thank you, all of Winnie's fans who were there that night,

for sharing the beautiful moments with me.

Thank you, Winnie,

for all your songs that have accompanied me throughout my years of growing up. 

I want to continue to listen to your songs.


[(Translated from article written by Tu)]


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