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Under the umbrella, a beautiful dream begins.</description></item><item><title>Childhood Sunset</title><link>https://leyijiang17.github.io/dance/childhoodsunset/</link><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://leyijiang17.github.io/dance/childhoodsunset/</guid><description>A neoclassical ballet set to a selection of works by Johann Sebastian Bach,
choreographed by Yuka Kodama-Pomfret.</description></item><item><title>The Museum of Infinite Moments</title><link>https://leyijiang17.github.io/dance/themuseumofinfinitemoments/</link><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://leyijiang17.github.io/dance/themuseumofinfinitemoments/</guid><description>Beneath the muted lights of museum halls, we brush against the breaths from long ago.
Glass cases hold still lifes of the past, while our movements trace their untold stories.
This is the Museum of Infinite Moments.</description></item><item><title>Years of Snow</title><link>https://leyijiang17.github.io/dance/yearsofsnow/</link><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://leyijiang17.github.io/dance/yearsofsnow/</guid><description>From year to year I enjoyed snow, drunk with a twig of mume blossoms in my hair.
Behold! At dusk the wind is given reign; It would be hard to find mume blossoms again.”
——Qing Ping Yue: Years of Snow</description></item><item><title>Us</title><link>https://leyijiang17.github.io/dance/us/</link><pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://leyijiang17.github.io/dance/us/</guid><description>We all go through a lot growing up.
We (fail to) live up to expectations.
We suffer from comparisons.
We fight injustice, inequality, and stereotypes.
We recover from losses, and embrace our very own journey, alone.</description></item><item><title>Big Fish</title><link>https://leyijiang17.github.io/dance/bigfish/</link><pubDate>Sun, 12 Apr 2026 00:00:00 +0000</pubDate><guid>https://leyijiang17.github.io/dance/bigfish/</guid><description>I watch as you fly far away,
I watch as you drift from my side.
I see now—you were born for the horizon,
Destined for the boundless sky.
Every single tear I shed,
Flows toward you in a steady stream,
Tracing back against the tide,
To the moment we first met.</description></item></channel></rss>