“Yeah!”
On the way to the amusement park, Mei bought two sticks of sugarcane. They spat the waste on the ground after each bite, just like the others did.
The park was very close to KFC. The road was well paved and wide with good lighting. There weren’t many shadows of the trees, but of the buildings and the moving people. In the park, the lights were shining, near and far. Somewhere, the kids were screaming and the adults shouting. The noises, with different children’s songs, were fl oating in the air and buzzing in Mei’s ears. Naturally she thought of her own childhood. But on the other hand, she absurdly associated it with the calmness of the fl ow of clouds and water. The colors were dazzling all about her. The people’s fi gures, tall or short, big or small, round or square, were all like a willow that mystifi ed her. Their faces, emotional or unemotional, looked like a tremendous refl ection of the vividly changing afterglow, by which Mei was fi rst amazed then dismayed.