Day 3

This post is commemorate the living area lamp which was broken today by Leng.

It was a classic example of carelessness, not paying attention to your surroundings. Numerous life-taking car accidents happen on the road everyday due to this kind sort negligence. People really need to learn responsibility. You don't have to go through a road accident to appreciate this fact and to experience this tremendous sense of loss. I'm pretty angry that the lamp was broken, and heartbroken. What was worse was that I should have seen it coming.

The lamp served us well. For 40+ years. It was there ever since the day I was born. Made of glass and with intricate flower designs in gold, which had turned to bronze. I am feeling regrettable because I keep having the impression that 爷爷 had hand-picked that particular lamp for the living room when he built the house 40+ years ago. The house is the only tangible thing he left us. This sturdy house he built is the only safe haven that I know. We should try to preserve it well.