The winter in Hanjing has come to an end.
The trees on the city streets have started budding in the cool breeze. People look at these tender green little fellows with joy. To those who've endured a gray winter, these tender branches are as precious as gold. Just passing by them seems to lighten their mood considerably.
A variety of people come and go.
There are middle-aged men walking briskly... young men exercising on bicycles wearing helmets and knee pads... office workers speeding by in flying cars... a little boy simultaneously crying with great vigor and gazing around with tearful eyes... a young woman blushing, slightly embarrassed, soothing the child... slender girls passing by hand in hand, casting amused and affectionate glances at the little boy...
