The ground of every path
is filled
with all kinds of carnations
The seller’s hands and
the buyer’s hands are bustling
with excited hearts.
All the way over there,
an elder with white-grey hair,
holding a pretty basket of carnations,
walks towards something.
Dear...
it’s the father of my family,
I think he is on the way to meet his father.
He looks busy and excited
You can see it in his stride
Now I am going to meet him too
My father