In Chinatown this morning, walking the wandering streets---that are hieroglyphed with the multi-colored and gilt remainders of last night's New Year's celebration. Eddying at the edges of iced snow mounds and trodden into the amber-grey sidewalks the little rectangular papers talk a narrative of Spring Festival and hopes for a prosperous new year.
恭喜发才!
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment