Shen, Chongfei

[Prelude] I still remember, not long time ago, Mark Cao wrote a poem like piece, on how quickly time goes by. I wish I can quote some sentences here. I am still waiting for Lao Fei, to write something as good for this year, to almost move me to tear, on how much I miss you everyone.
A brand new new year again, I wish every one of us, to have a happy time. Happy new year to you, and your family.

Yes, I had a wonderful piece in my mind that would most likely gain Wang Jun’s most precious tears. However, I had to abandon my idea because nothing from me could possibly supersede the much more moving masterpiece composed by Runchuan and his bride at the end of the year. Runchuan has gone a long way from appreciating painting, music, carving, calligraphy, John Christopher, photographying, and I’m glad that finally, he found his best form of art. I’ve run out of tears for this year in LV’s hotel and in Lao Wang’s home when laughing belly-breakingly with more than ten of the old friends and their families. So for Runchuan, WangJun and all of you, I offer no tears, but blessings.