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It's so enjoyable to listen to Chinese songs. The songs are so melodic, no vulgarities, no twisted lyrics, no gimmicks, as far as those that I listen to at least. They are so simple, so nostalgic that I feel at peace listening to them. Maybe it helps that there's still a deluge of love songs in the Chinese pop industry. Nice classic love songs, about lovers, about families, about friends. I miss that about English music.

Love you Pei Shi for gifting me all those lovely Chinese songs ((: Although I know my Chinese sucks, and I probably can't grasp half of what they're saying.
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