May Day memories--Always remember to look up at the stars

Shenzhen to Hangzhou On the evening of April 29th, I set off for home, carrying an old backpack. I couldn't remember how many years I'd had it — I only knew that this trip nearly tore its handle off. Inside were clothes I'd changed out of and hadn't washed yet, plus a change of clothes (a T-shirt, shorts, underwear, and socks), along with an extra pair of shorts, a pair of long pants, and a razor.…