It is now the evening of March 16, 2024, exactly a month since I last wrote a summary. The plan to write a summary at the beginning of the month has once again fallen through, becoming a lingering thought during my busy mid-month. However, this thought, as a reminiscence and concern in life, is beneficial to me, so I have continued to hold onto it until now.
Back to early February, the reason for going to City G for the New Year was that my uncle was unwell and recuperating in City Y, while my younger brother wanted to go on vacation. The family was busy with various matters, but I had a little free time and thought of Bao in City G, so I happily went. The subsequent story is one of a pleasant holiday life; I saw the landmark tower at HC Square, visited the provincial museum, library, and Dongshankou... Time spent with Bao is always joyful yet fleeting. Interestingly, I found a hidden pentagram puzzle in the library, and it wasn't until today that I found the pentagram (yay). Another amusing incident was when Bao and I were kicked out of the children's area in the bookstore while reading "The Little Prince." Besides playing, of course, there was also eating; the local dim sum was delicious, and we had plenty of seafood. On New Year's Eve, we set off fireworks by the sea, and in the following days, we checked in at various scenic spots, also riding jet skis and building sandcastles. I enjoyed myself until February 15, when I returned home, and then met up with a few friends to reminisce. Among them was a friend, LLX, who was drunkenly chatty, and we had a great time.
These memories are aided by photos; people can easily forget, even things that happened just a month ago. I only have fragmented memories now, and I cannot say for sure that my recollections align perfectly with the actual events. Without photos, these memories might be even more blurred. I always want to capture certain moments, but I know that time passes relentlessly. Gabriel García Márquez once said in "One Hundred Years of Solitude": "All the splendor that has existed in life ultimately needs to be repaid with loneliness." (Whether this quote truly comes from "One Hundred Years of Solitude" is yet to be verified.) So I record my life freely; perhaps in the end, I will be unable to move, or perhaps I will find myself in a desolate place, and that loneliness will remind me of the brilliance I once had.
Another winter break has ended, and I have returned to school. The brief spring in Wuhan reminds me that March has arrived, with early cherry blossoms and magnolias about to bloom. My graduation project schedule is also mercilessly approaching, so I have a lot to be busy with during this time. The plan for the year is made in spring. See you next time.