The South Gate of the university where I'm now studying Chinese:

The number 34 bus, on which I do most of my writing. It waits at this stop, which is just outside the south gate, for a few minutes before setting off again, as this is the last stop going toward the north-east. This is one of the older model buses still in service:

I forgot to take pictures of the building and classroom where my classes are held, but those will follow when classes resume next week after the May 1st holliday.
Kite flying contains a Daoist philosophy. You must be sensitive to when to hold and release the kite for it to keep flying up toward the sky. You have to wait and take advantage of the changes in wind.
In the pictures below, if you click on them, they will be larger. In the one, the small dot high above me is my kite.
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