It's Mid-Autumn's Festival today. I was hoping today would be a special day where we sit at home to have a hot tummy-warming steamboat as a family. Turns out my mum is turning back on the steamboat thing. She suggested us having dinner outside. I really don't mind, but it kind of ruins the festivity. Well anyway she has always always always been madam practicality, not madam festivity or madam something-else... =S
What happened to the lantern lightings that we have never failed to miss out? What happened to the family bonding from lighting up lanterns and from the occasional accidental burning of lanterns? What happened to all the kiddish activities that we used to play when we were young, like lighting up anything we can find, be it candles, matchsticks or even cotton buds? Sometimes when I reminiscent, I really feel, regretfully, that things do change when we grow up.
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