RETURN

Once again, I'm back to my hometown - the small town beside the sea. It's much warmer than I expected. Some things changed while some not, just like me.

I was back once a year after I went to university, with increasing experiences, feelings, as well as some new or different standpoints. But there's one thing never changed - the memory. The smell of the wind, the barbershop and bookshop I used to go, the starry nightsky, alright, it's not that starry any more... All those things just can easily recall my passing time. Sometimes I even don't know which snapshot will come to rememberance, from ten years ago, or twenty years... In those flashes of the time camera, I feel back to schooltime or childhood, but soon I find I have to walk on, with a little melancholy.

No one can beat time, even Benjamin Button. You have to accept things being taken away while you are getting something else. People you know are getting older, streets are not silent any more in the night... The only thing you can do is to cherish what you have and go on for what you want, leaving the vanishing in memory. Hopefully I will never forget...