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Grandma is buried in Jiangyan. I miss her, and I also find myself thinking about the relationship between life and the universe. Though the place remains and everything else has changed, Grandma's traces will stay in time and space forever. Humans cannot go back to the past, but everyone's trajectory leaves a mark on the universe. I believe that one day, I will meet Grandma again in some way.

Today's iPhone memory notification moved me to tears, and the accompanying music stirred up my longing for my grandma. The emotions in the lyrics resonated deeply with how I feel, reminding me of the warmth she once gave me and the regret of her passing. I want to say a prayer for her, and hope she rests in peace in the world beyond.

The heated debate these past few days over whether it's 「于是人」 or 「于斯人」 got me thinking about my grandma again. I really want to go back to my hometown and dig through my old books, find my middle-school Chinese textbook, and see what the original text actually was — seeing is believing, after all. My grandma is in Jiangyan, and all my childhood textbooks are there too; she kept them all at home. Sigh, but sadly they're gone now, one after another. The home is gone, my grandma is gone. Those connections have been severed beyond repair.

Dreamed I took a train away from the cemetery 🪦. Along the way, so many people were burying their loved ones. Thinking that I would never have Grandma again, I cried myself awake. The greatness of a generation and its sacrifice for its children and grandchildren—years from now, their children's children should know it and remember it too. In a world of blooming flowers, the stars guard the sea and never leave. One day we too will walk toward you and turn into stars. Where our light cones intersect, we will meet again.

I’m Laobai’s older brother. Laobai treats me like his own brother, so I’m begging you — please take good care of him. We even took a family photo together, and I once vowed to look after him into ...

Went out for a walk this morning and ran into a kitten on the road that meowed at us. At that moment I wanted to say, let’s take it home — listen to how pitiful it sounds. We kept walking, got to ...

Back in Shenzhen Alright, this is an addendum. Actually I got back to Shenzhen on July 13th. After I returned I met up with some people, and then started work on the 18th. But as I suspected, I’m not cut out for a long-term office job — after one week I switched back to developing from home, going into the office only when necessary and dropping in on clients now and then. Since coming back to Shenzhen my rhythm of life has become regular: three meals on time, in bed before 23:00 every night, up a little after 7 in the morning. These things matter. Yeah, not bad at all.

I’ll be heading back to Shenzhen at the end of July 2011.

2011.02.22: Another year has passed in the blink of an eye, and I realize it's been a long time since I left any warm words here. In 2011, I hope to write more personal things here. A word of warning: from now on, if you don't like it, don't read it! As mentioned in the subtitle, let this blog return to its essence and its original intent. Looking back on last year, I feel more and more that this personal blog isn't personal enough. Many truly personal things never got written here; instead, I posted a few articles and videos that won't stand the test of time. I was afraid of this and that. If I wrote something too simple, I feared someone would look down on it; if I wrote something based on my own understanding, I feared someone with a different cultural background would take exception to it; if I wrote something slightly technical, I feared people wouldn't understand it. In the end, I ended up neither daring to write nor thinking it worth writing.