Beijin3- sad part

The main purpose of went to Beijing.




In fact i took may photos here because dad only took one photo with his mom and that also was a sad photo which he backed to Beijing at the first time after he had left home many many years. But i really don't know why i took this photo. Dad's sight of back looks sad and helpless likes a child. Maybe everyone will be childish when he stand in front of his own mom however old he is.

When we had backed home he saw these photos; the sentiments filled with his mood suddenly.

He had left his seat and moved lightly of head when my younger sister asked him whether continued or not.

Beijing 2- fun part

I knew it's a boring thing to see the photos of somebody's trips. Forgiving me i just wanna express something by using the photos instead of my poor English.

If it's Kaohsiung here I will go home right now. I am too old to be in a crowded place. Honestly day 2 in Beijing i was shocked.

It was easy to up to the Great Wall by the cable car. No sweat and breathlessness! Shame on me.

I was a little disappointed that the famous steaming dumpling of Tian Jin. Not good look and taste. I should go to the head store in Tian Jin not the branch store in Beijing.

When i was a child this place always be mentioned by the conversation of dad and us. Although it has been all changed.

The famous restaurant of Beijing Quanjude roasted duck.

Last day in Beijing I went to the famous Laoshe tea house which only i was interested in.

Beijing 1

WA! I haven't updated my blog over a short span of three months. Actually i didn't have a good start in this year. Unexpectedly and unhappily incidents were happened in the past three months. One of these things is my dad's older brother was past away. We worried about whether dad could bear this or not. His behavior and emotion didn't show any extraordinary difference but this result confuse us what is good to him.

So we decided to go to his home town Beijing on the April first for eight days before the Tomb-sweeping day ( Ching Ming festival )on April fifth. Staying in Beijing for eight days is a long story including seeing my immediate relatives who i never see them before.