252 Memories are Etched in Forever

By the dock beside the river, the river waters flowed. As though time had been fixed in place, the surrounding city experienced tremendous changes. Towering buildings rose from flat lands, wooden boats became steel.

The thing that changed the most was the woman that stood by the dock without falter. She transformed from a young girl to a woman and from a woman to an elder.

The one thing that remained unchanged was her insistence to remain impeccable and beautiful. Every strand of her hair was clean and combed neatly. She wore the white qipao and stood by the side of the river, waiting. Only when the final boat docked late into the night would she return to work at the side of the dock.