大年初一的下午，我的小姨娘坐在客厅的大沙发上，笑着教外婆如何用双手比出一个“爱心”。外婆一开始还有些笨拙，但在她的带动下，很快也露出了孩子般的笑容！她们并肩坐着，时间都慢了下来 ～
这一刻，是我想记录下来的温柔。不是节日的热闹，而是家人之间简单却真挚的陪伴～ 一个小小的手势，传递的却是最深的爱意......
这一刻，是我想记录下来的温柔。不是节日的热闹，而是家人之间简单却真挚的陪伴～ 一个小小的手势，传递的却是最深的爱意......
On the afternoon of Lunar New Year’s Day, my aunt sat on the big living room sofa, gently showing my grandmother how to form a heart shape with both hands. At first, my grandma fumbled with the gesture, but soon she was smiling like a child, following along with laughter in her eyes～
It was a quiet moment, warmed by affection — a snapshot of tenderness I wanted to hold onto. Not the noise of celebration, but the soft, steady presence of love passed between generations, through something as simple as a shared hand gesture～
It was a quiet moment, warmed by affection — a snapshot of tenderness I wanted to hold onto. Not the noise of celebration, but the soft, steady presence of love passed between generations, through something as simple as a shared hand gesture～