Warm Spring

We are having one of the warmest spring in many years. But in HKUST, not much has changed. It is still foggy and misty up here as usual, just like a small kindom far from the other part of HK. Every spring, students who don't live on campus always have exciting stories about traveling to school by bus, for example, sudden turn without clear view of surrounding.
My dad took me back to his hometown, the country side in Canton. It is not the traditional type of poor area. More than half of the residents in this area have moved to the cities, like Shenzhen. Those who stay are old people or women and children. We visited some village which has a great reputation for being rich since the Open policy just introduced. We were invited to some houses, or mansions in this village. I used to think that the rich don't care about education but this time I met some boys from the rich family and they might be the exceptions. Unfortunately I didn't have chance to study them. I wanted a reason to love this town which always make me feel terrible and seperated. I was so excited to find sb. that I can comunicate with. But my dad seemed very unhappy about making these new friends and I gave up trying to love this place.
My aunt was very nice to me this time because my family built a new house for them. Well, you may say there is no link between being sympa and having a new house... My cousins are as lazy and impolite as usual. He poured some boiling water on my mum's feet by accident. Usually you won't be mad because of that but you will if they don't apologize or do sth. My cousin stayed in the same old position as if nothing happened. My uncle was sick and it is hard for him to do hard work. But his two GOOD sons just looked at him when he tried to lift something heavy up. I won't look down upon them if they are just different from us. But they are not decent or well educated and they are so lazy and not caring. I still remember my cousin borrowing money from my parents many times and never ever said thank you, let alone returning. I know my parents won't take them even if she insists, but it is good to at least express her appreciation. I can tell you more like that. I found it hard to respect somebody like that. They are not rich, but my parents can support them by giving them money(a lot), by finding their sons jobs. No one is perfect but there are basic stuffs for one to qualified to deserve these helps. I guess they will never understand and can not change their position by their own hands. They are POOR people who don't know how to respect others and themselves. Again they left me with disappointment. I thought after my younger cousin got into college like me and the older one got a good job, they would gradually learnt... I was wrong.
Here is a weird thing, I alwasys define family not bond to blood but relationship, love. What if I have a very bad dad?(assumption) Can I deny having a dad like that? Is it moral to do so? My dad loves his hometown very much even though I found people there are not worth loving that much. But it is different, because it is hard for him to discover the shortcomings when he's deeply, emotionaly involved. In fact I wanted to go back to my mum's hometown because my grandpa is sick. But once my dad's determined, nothing's gonna change his mind. I told them many times about going back to visit my grandpa. I think they should know what my idea no matter they agree with me or not.
It was hard to concentrate even though I brought my laptop back to dad's hometown. People there speak in such a loud voice that I was afraid they were having some fight when they talked. Maybe it is because in the old times, every house has a patio in the sitting room which gives way out for the sound waves. Generation after generation, they adopted that habit. Their children too speak in a loud voice and they were born and raised in the cities.
Generally the Spring Festival was okay. Good news is that I didn't argue with my dad, not even once! That night when he was not pleased, it happened that my mum stood by my side and I kept quiet. I felt calm and pleased whenever I thought of new cameras. So the problem went away silently. Mum praised me for dealing with this calmly when we were alone together.
Now I am back to school, find myself drowning with piles of work. I will post the photos I took these days later on my blog~~~
Happy new year to every one!