Wangfujing Street
Beneath neon glow and lantern light,
Wangfujing Street bustles bright
a clad of voices, steps, and cheer,
this city’s heartbeat drawing near.
Dancers gather, their spirits grace
twirling to music’s sweet embrace
in vibrant skirts of turquoise blue
they shimmer, glide and softly woo.
Arms in motion, swift and free,
a living poem energised with glee.
Smiles bloom like blossoms in the air,
fleeting moment free from care.
On this elegant street they stand,
passers by with curious hand,
gather ’round the vibrant scene,
capturing moments, sights unseen.
Photos flash and films roll on,
as memories are softly drawn,
here, where neon lights entwine,
a three-dimensional panda shines.
Within your heart, a silent plea,
To join the dance, to set thoughts free,
Yet fear’s tight reins hold you apart,
A fleeting pause—then back to start.
In this brief sojourn, find your grace,
A moment’s joy in time’s embrace.
Hold close the fleeting, tender thrill,
For courage grows when hearts are still.
Street scents mingle—spiced and sweet,
Footsteps echo, rapid, fleet,
laughter sparkles, a distant care,
moments shimmer, drawing near
Colours flicker, pulse and sway,
life’s pure rhythm on display,
in this lively, bustling street,
the art of living, wild and sweet.
In every click and fleeting glance,
Lives the magic of this moment’s dance,
On Wangfujing, in the urban stream,
Where dreams and reality seamlessly gleam.