關於愛，我是個小學生。

I plotted a warm, but a bit trite snack gathering tonight for an unexpected long wait though I didn't do it completely out of my wills, yet I was quite satisfied eventually with the whole planning itself, which I would never willingly take on nor involve in for the past old party days when I was still a rabid, naive, and robust colt. Actually I hated this kind of meal: meat most, sultry and flammable always, noisy and proper uneco-friendly, not to mention a tiring waiting to suffer the consequences of abruptness and being clumsy of a bunch of laymen who were greek to the art of gastronomy on normal days and suddenly turned into the bravest cooking pioneers especially at this moment. Puuh! Why do I have to be around those unsavories all the time? Is this world not sweet enough or the saccharine is in fact the orthodox?

If I should have focused on the feeling of my taste buds or the network of olfactory bulbs, I would have missed the main point of what such reunion of pals was really supposed to refer to. For too many years, I just ignored such significant factor, only to leave those full moon camp sites as sanctuaries for those anthropologists who were sick for those days when human civilization was still incipient, for the burst of exclaimation and awe at the first sight of fire, at the first taste of cooked meat, or, at first understanding about how transcending their connoiseur de cuisine should be! Now I came to realize why these guys gathered, enchanting, chatting, and feasting on: not for the full moon, for it shows up anyway twice every month, nor for taking the holiday as another best excuse for the binge and devouring. They did so because of love. This is another practice of acting out love, love to each other, love to the ones they love, and gratefulness for being living together peacefully and happily. They showed love to their beloved by gathering in whichever way of being together, whichever moment they could mutually spare for, as long as not to say boldly and directly as "I love you." or "Thank you, my dear." Wow, is this another innovative euphemism taylormade for us Chinese? Maybe it was already intrinsic only that I had never revealed it before.

Same old Mid Autumn Festival, but a brand new Mid Autumn Feast after 40 years of barbeque femine, tonight at the Moving Castle (移動城堡)!