Chinese New Year's Eve afternoon, I went home, my mother's house, only my mother was at home, and my nanny aunt had already gone home for the New Year. On the living room table were color photographs of his father, and the mother said, seeing the pictures

Chinese New Year's Eve afternoon, I went home, my mother's house, only my mother was at home, and my nanny aunt had already gone home for the New Year. There were colorful photographs of her father on the living room table, and her mother said that when she saw the photos, she felt like my father was still sitting on a single wooden sofa in the living room of the house. My mother is not afraid, our brothers and sisters do not feel afraid when they come home, they feel that the home is more deserted, they feel that their father is still at home, they feel that their father is still watching TV, and when we come home, they call him an old teasing.

Came to the top floor, gave incense to the Guanyin Bodhisattva on the shrine, offered apples, and the house that had been nearly thirty years old had become dilapidated. Although the brothers came back every three or five minutes, they did not live at home. Lack of popularity at home.

Next door is an old residential area, there is a wall facing the courtyard on the top floor of my house, I don't know the geometry, the air conditioning position of that wall grew a succulent, maybe the father was idle to plant it, can not see the variety, feel is a very old variety.

Chinese New Year, missing my father