Life Notes 30 | Back to Hsinchu

Apr 13, 2022

Strange to say, although Hsinchu was my birthplace, I didn't know it until I returned to this city after graduating from university.

Every afternoon, get on the locomotive, put on the mobile phone holder, and follow the navigation to the student's house. On the way, you take the wrong road or turn at the wrong intersection. The street scenery becomes unfamiliar, so you have to turn around and start over. In Hsinchu's daily life, during this period, I really became a competent tutor and Lu Chi.

One season has passed, and the spring and summer have arrived. The relationship with Hsinchu has progressed. I can generally remember the fixed weekly route, and the interaction with the students has gradually become familiar. When the class ended the day before yesterday, the parent handed a bag of Give me the good bamboo shoots: "Teacher, this is what we planted on the mountain. It is the harvest season of bamboo shoots recently. There are still many in the refrigerator. You can take a bag and eat it back."

It's cold, just right to enjoy it slowly at a temperature of 28 degrees.