Beautiful times always make people feel that time passes quickly, slipping away in the blink of an eye.
Yesterday, still pasting window decorations and hearing the alternating sound of fireworks; now, it's almost the time when spring blossoms again in a year.
On the weekend, at dusk, May 1st took off his overcoat, wearing a light jacket, and parked his motorcycle at his own doorstep.
"Quickly go inside, your mom was just at the door talking about how your brother and others have come back, and wondering why you weren't home today. She even planned to send someone to your school."
"There were some activities at school," May 1st said, smiling at Aunt Chen, "Grandma Chen, is there anything special for dinner tonight? I'm craving your braised pork with preserved vegetables."
"Yes, there's a big plate."
"I knew Grandma Chen loves me the most."
After amusing Aunt Chen, May 1st entered the living room and looked around on purpose, "Is Grandpa not home?"
