nostalgic for the Spring Festival in the poorer days

As a child, I lived for the Spring Festival, the most important festival in the whole year. We were so poor then. The Chinese New Year offered the rare occasions for us children to eat, without limits. China has grown so much richer. My family has just enjoyed a seafood feast at a seaside restaurant… Continue reading nostalgic for the Spring Festival in the poorer days

a young mother on the way home

This photo was taken in January 2010 at Nanchang train station, shortly before the Chinese New Year. I was moved to tears by it. Look at her: she was carrying a home-made backpack, as high as a mountain, one hand holding a canvas bag that had seen better days and another hand her child. And… Continue reading a young mother on the way home