When The Sunset Disappers 2012

Overview

I still remember that on the evening of the thirtieth year of that year, when I was 13 years old, I carried a lantern and followed my grandma to pay New Year greetings to a few elderly people. They were very kind to me, giving me New Year's money and peeling oranges to eat. I tore a window grille cut by a grandma. At this time, an uncle in a military coat came in and took away the mahjong, alcohol and cigarettes. Watching him take things away, the elderly in the nursing home were silent. At this