He Had Wu Lina
Wu Lina reached the entrance of her parent's house and opened the small iron gate. It was a small house surrounded by concrete five feet wall all around. The gate opened into a narrow pathway that lead into the main house. On both sides of the pathway there were tiny gardens that were very nicely maintained by her mother. The gardens were lined with yellow blooms, which were fighting for the space in the flowerbeds and had rebelled to dance over the green grass.
Wu Lina smiled at her mother's efforts to maintain the lawns. She remembered helping her out planting saplings when she was younger. She had returned home, on the same streets, to the same people. Yet everything had moved on in her absence. She was foolish to think that things remained the same. Life went on in its natural flow.