新年快樂 ⏾⋆.˚
I was not entirely sure I would gpose or even write something for Lunar New Year in 2026, but this holiday has always been special to me. I still strive to make my own joys with the friends who've allowed me to love them ⸺ while loving me in return. The last few years have not made LNY easy to celebrate, because so many local tragedies and heinous violations of our right to life have occurred around this time. Even so, I reminded myself today that no matter how tired I may feel, I am not too tired to feel love and to live.
As ever, I am resolved to invite my rage to walk beside me. And as before, I share with you Yu Qian's poem of hope and spring.
《除夜太原寒甚》 寄語天涯客，輕寒底用愁。 春風來不遠，只在屋東頭。
"An Extremely Cold Night in Taiyuan on New Year’s Eve" Please tell the friends living afar, the weather is chilly but no need to worry. The spring wind is arriving and quite close to us, touching the eastern end of our house.
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