Why an Expat Stood Silent in China This April
It was very different this time. No togetherness during the spring outing to enjoy the fresh blossoms that usually brightens up this solemn time. The rice balls and peach blossom porridge didn’t even taste the same. There were no kites in the sky. Who would have thought that a day dedicated to welcoming the spring season and paying respects to ancestors would be so empty feeling?…