Yesterday it is a very strange day. When I got up, I found all the humid disappearance. In these 2 days, humid weather came again. The ground was wet, so you couldnot mop. The air is full of tiny drops, clothing couldnot be dry...Suddenly, the air turned to be dry, the ground turned to be dry, clothing turned to be dry...The north strong cold current made it. Although I donot like to be cold, my baby need clean clothing and clean ground...
South area is just like this in Spring, every year, natural law!
I like to write something about my baby long, but till today I have the passion to do it.
Remember the passing 81 days, my baby is growing. His facing is changing. Sometimes you should say he is different. When I am touching his pictures, I have some feeling.
Yesterday afternoon, Riko, baby and I went home from hospital and took in a No. 111 trolley. There was a last free seat at the last row. A black was siting nearby. I let Riko sit and let her hold baby, then I stood. At the same time, the black stood up and order me to sit his seat. I tried to refuse, but he insisted. At the last, I sit and he stand. Although we are young too, he is a foreigner. What I could do is remember his face and his wearing- an about 25-year-old young guy, wearing a reb jacket("England" written on it) .
Comparing with other times I took this crowded NO. 111 trolley(Go to that professional for baby, children and women hospital by it.), even if some Chinese facing us, they would just looked out of the window or tried to fall in a fake sleep...and donot want to give the baby a hand.
Nothing, nothing, I just feel sad, I am young enough not to need a seat today. But how about facing some others really need it? A people's moral has lost, angels in someone's deep heart have fallen, ..., when it would come back??
