When I think of COVID-19, I think of patients, and caged families, empty streets, lock down city and this very unforgettable Spring Festival.

I envision pleading eyes staring into the sky on those sleepless nights, the first sound of ambulance breaking the silence, the smell of thimerosal flooding in the air. I envision untouched hugs, masked faces, tears brightly shinning on every scared face.

But most of all, I envision you. Your strong figures marching against the crowd; your exhausted smiles radiating warmth; your firm hands reaching out to help; your resolute feet stick to fight. And the courage rising in my heart from your brave behaviors. Best wishes to you, every one of you. One day come home, safe and sound.