Reunion is happiness

From the news one day in early November 2021, it was learned that the first heavy snow had fallen in many parts of the country, including Shanghai. Germany's latitude is higher than beijing and Shanghai, and in previous years Germany would have its first snow in November, when the last rose still hung on the branches without any intention of withering.

As the snowflakes fell, I received some old photos from the country. Many of them are from photos left by their fathers or reprinted photos. There is a mother wearing a beautiful floral cheongsam with her back to the moon gate, looking shy and happy. There are also photos of us with our parents. Because they have been buried in the box for a long time, it is like a beautiful reappearance of the past, which is breathtaking.

There is a group photo of my parents and my 4 older brothers and sisters, and the father behind it writes the words "Spring Festival in 1962" with a pen. I was overjoyed to see it, because I was born in November 1962, and this photo confirms that I was only there after my father returned to Shanghai from Fujian to reunite with my mother that Spring Festival.

I look at the mother in the photo, very happy, the husband came home during the Spring Festival, happy and comforting since anyone can think of. And I, because of the inscription on the back of the photo, quietly took a picture in the photo. I hid in my mother's smile, under her floral cotton jacket, in my father's spring breeze. That's how I came to this warm and satisfying, reunion and festive moment.

Maybe that's why my personality is like this? Always satisfied, silly and happy, people are in the same mood during the Spring Festival, right? My mother was 36 years old that year.

My 43-year-old father was able to transfer back to Shanghai from Fujian after I was born. This makes me think of it as a little fun. At this time, my father's career was successful, and he finally had leisure to amuse the little fun. It is said that I was so strict with me that I was not even allowed to go out and go downstairs. Maybe that's why I'm so bold. After arriving in Germany, I also like to stay at home, and I will never take the initiative to go out unless there is something wrong.

When the child left home, the old dog died, and I was left alone in the family when my grandson was on a business trip. After I opened the door at noon and went out to get the letter, I closed the door and stuck the key in the door. As soon as it got dark, I went upstairs and sat on the bed to read a book and chase a drama, and then listened to all kinds of strange noises on the roof all night, and I couldn't sleep soundly.

In the snow, I saw some people playing with snow, some people eating hot pot, and all kinds of snow-related videos were all over my mobile phone, but I used this snow to find traces that were older than my childhood, and I found the source of many habits and characteristics on my body, and I couldn't help but stay for half a day.

That was more than half a century ago, and with the scene provided in a photo, it can even make people travel through time and space. Perhaps only when the snow is flying and the world is pure and white, can people get such a pure sigh.

When we look back at our childhood, our parents who were close to us in childhood have bid farewell to the world, leaving only ourselves and our own children. Thinking that they had never asked their father and mother about their memories and attachment to their own childhood, I deeply regretted how short-sighted people were. It seems that only we are tired of dealing with the work and household affairs in front of us, completely forgetting that parents and parents, as well as our children and children's children, have also walked or will walk the road we have traveled.

But what if you know? After all, people can only complete a path of their own. Parents and me, me and children, each other's meeting and companionship is only a short period of life.

I also saw many people show off their own snowman shapes on WeChat. The snow is cold, but we have to pinch this cold into a look, a smile and a warm look, that is our hope and ideal for the world.

Because, we want the world to be warm and full of humanity. In fact, no matter what the environment and encounters, the world is warm and humane after all.

It's like the old photos I see in my eyes. When my father took pictures of his mother or the whole family, he must have wanted to keep this warm and happy moment in his eyes. So the people in the camera are all dressed in the most beautiful clothes and show the most beautiful smiles.

For a family, reunion is happiness. Even if it is only a short holiday, it is full of happiness. In the days of 1962, if we look back at history, the material richness of food and clothing is far from being comparable to today. However, on the family portrait of parents and all children, everyone's face is full of happiness. This is the Spring Festival – a day when Chinese look forward to reunion. Hope has arrived, and happiness has followed.

This is the concept of happiness that has been handed down from generation to generation— the concept of happiness that has nothing to do with material things, and it will be passed down from generation to generation. At this thought, I was struck by the continuous annotation and thickness of happiness from the distant past.

Since coming to Germany, I have never had the opportunity to return home during the Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival. However, the vision of reunion in my heart has never diminished a point. In the past, I quietly remembered to call my parents on this day, but later I turned into a WeChat group to give everyone a New Year's greeting. And holiday condolence groups from all over China have also begun to appear frequently, and all overseas Chinese who are close to major cities such as Berlin, Munich, and Frankfurt can have the opportunity to watch in person. Subsequently, the online live broadcast of CCTV's global Aihua Poetry Spring Festival Gala also landed in Europe.

It can be said that reunion is not only the happiness of a small family, but also the happiness of everyone in a country.

An old photo that brings me endless sighs. Parents and loved ones in this photo and I have been closely linked together before I was born, just as I am destined to rely on my motherland and never be separated.