2026新年特輯2026 New Year

As the New Year draws closer, red couplets begin to appear around the city. WaWa and LuLu always slow down when they pass by— each brushstroke feels like a quiet wish drifting in the air. After work, they stepped into a small, quiet studio, wanted to try writing their own blessings. “Should we just ask master to write it for us?” WaWa whispered, glancing at the ink stains on the paper. “Just one more try—look at this stroke,” LuLu smiled, still holding onto the brush. The elegance of calligraphy wasn’t easy for beginners. The rice paper quickly turned messy, lines crooked, ink spreading without grace. Not everything has to be done well to be worth starting. Some attempts aren’t about the result. They’re about sharing an ordinary evening, being clumsy together, and choosing to try anyway. 🧧✨

The air was still a little cool today, but the flower market in Mong Kok was slowly warming up with colors of the New Year. LuLu and WaWa wandered into the florists, where every breath felt like hope mixed with the scent of blossoms. WaWa looked around in awe, “I didn’t know there were so many kinds of flowers… some I’ve never even seen. What should we get?” LuLu smiled, “Let’s get kumquats for good fortune, and narcissus for their fragrance.” In fact, somehow, they weren’t just buying flowers. They were picking a little warmth for the days ahead, a small promise to make home feel more welcoming after a long year. Not every wish blooms right away. But when you choose to add a touch of ritual to your life, hope quietly starts to grow where you least expect it.

The 7-day Lunar New Year market finally lights up the city again starting from today. After work, LuLu and WaWa walked into Victoria Park, where neon signs flicker, laughter fills the air, and Hong Kong feels a little warmer than usual. In the snacks area, the aroma drifted through the crowd. Two little food lovers, eyes sparkling, queued patiently for local treats—trading a long day’s tiredness for something warm held in their hands. LuLu looked ahead and smiled, “That stall looks good too. Let’s finish this and line up again.” WaWa laughed gently, “Slow down. Food doesn’t grow legs and run away.” The joy was about having someone to walk slowly with you, to wait patiently with you, to share an ordinary night after a long day. Some happiness doesn’t arrive loudly—it simply stays, when you allow yourself to slow down. 🌙

As the New Year draws near, Nami has invited LuLu, WaWa, and Caesar over for reunion dinner tomorrow. So today, she came to the Kowloon City wet market with LuLu, gently placing their care and excitement into each shopping bag. Among the lively stalls and glowing lamps, the scent of fresh seafood and vegetables filled the air — it smelled like the New Year, and like quiet anticipation. Standing by the seafood counter, Nami laughed softly, “Did we buy too much? Can we really finish cooking all this well?” LuLu puffed up her chest with confidence: “Don’t underestimate me! WaWa may be the chef, but at home, I’m the one who cooks most of the time!” Two little souls, each carrying a bag of ingredients, walking home with light steps and hearts full of tomorrow. Maybe, tomorrow’s table will hold more than just food — it might hold a story worth remembering…

Tonight, a warm light glows in Nami’s home. A small round table, yet big enough to hold a next year of wish. Since yesterday, LuLu has been in the kitchen with Nami— washing, chopping, tasting, tasting again. Not to create anything fancy, but simply to gently close the chapter of a long, hardworking year for the people they treasure. On the table, there are Caesar’s favorite chicken balls, the pickled fish hotpot WaWa has been craving lately, and a few simple dishes—quietly filled with effort and love. Caesar smiled, “I didn’t know you two were such good cooks. This is amazing.” WaWa nodded, “I knew LuLu is good at cooking, but Nami too.” LuLu and Nami looked at each other and smiled. Whether you’ve or you will share a reunion dinner, may the new year greeting you with peace and gentle warmth.

Sunday. Lunar New Year’s Eve Clean-Up Day. The room feels softer today, as if even the light knows a new year is coming. LuLu and WaWa put on their cleaning aprons and gloves — not just to make the house spotless, but to gently clear away the tiredness, doubts, and little hesitations collected over the year. The mop traces slow circles on the floor. The sound of the broom brushing the carpet feels like a quiet goodbye to yesterday. WaWa laughs, “It’s clean-up day! LuLu, you bought so many clothes online. If you don’t wear them, let’s donate them downstairs later.” LuLu pouts, “Are you serious?” Letting go is never just about things. Sometimes, it’s about learning to say goodbye to the feelings we’ve been holding too tightly. As the room slowly becomes lighter, so does the heart — making space for new hopes, new beginnings, and the tenderness we haven’t dared to name yet. ✨

The new year is almost here. The city lights glow a little warmer, and somewhere in the air, hope quietly begins to rise again. LuLu and WaWa have dressed up in their festive outfits, riding their horses, holding red couplets, ready to walk into the new year with you — side by side. LuLu smiles and says: “I wish everyone everything good.” WaWa says: “I wish everyone instant prosperity.” Together, they say: “Progress in the New Year, good luck in the Year of the Horse.”

At the very first moment of the Lunar New Year, when the city is still awake and the air is filled with incense, every wish rises quietly into the night sky. LuLu and WaWa arrived early at Wong Tai Sin Temple, holding their first incense of the year. Among the crowd, they noticed a lady dressed as the Goddess of Mercy. Only later did they realize she was the well-known “First Incense KOL,” Auntie Ha Wai. At midnight, the first incense was finally lit. WaWa whispered, “May everyone stay healthy, find their way, and smile a little more this year.” LuLu added softly, “May your journey be smooth — and gentler with every step.” Making a wish is also a quiet promise to ourselves — to keep going, and to treat our own hearts with care.

On the second day of the New Year, Victoria Harbour lit up with a grand fireworks show. Under the glowing city lights, LuLu and WaWa joined the crowd at the Tsim Sha Tsui promenade, hoping to welcome the first sparkle of the new year with their own eyes. At 8 p.m., the sky was ready. Fireworks bloomed one after another, painting the night and shimmering across the water. It was their first time seeing fireworks up close — and they couldn’t stop smiling as they took photos to remember the moment. LuLu looked up in awe and said, “Wow… it’s so beautiful. This is what fireworks look like!” WaWa gazed at the harbour, softly replying, “The night view is already stunning… with fireworks, it’s truly breathtaking.” As each burst rose into the sky and slowly changed its shape, their eyes stayed fixed on the lights above. Their hearts, too, leapt again and again — not only because of the fireworks, but because of the excitement of a brand new Year of the Horse, and the quiet hope of starting fresh. ✨ May we all be like LuLu and WaWa, finding our own little fireworks in ordinary days. ✨ Wishing you a lucky and gentle Year of the Horse. And may you with a soft glow in your heart — for the beautiful beginning that’s waiting just ahead.

On the third day of the New Year, LuLu and WaWa sleep in, put on their festive red outfits, and sit side by side, greeting their parents and friends on the Little Little Island through a screen. On one side, familiar smiles from Mom. On the other, a quiet longing. Distance may keep arms apart, but it can’t loosen the heart. LuLu says softly, “Happy New Year. Wishing Mom and Dad good health and long life.” WaWa adds with a smile, “May you live carefree and happy every day.” From the screen, a gentle voice replies, “Take care of yourselves too. Stay well in Hong Kong.” One video call after another lit up the screen — dad, mom, and familiar faces of friends, all connecting from across the ocean. After all the call ends, they look at each other. And somewhere in their hearts, a quiet thought begins to grow - Maybe it’s time to visit them. 📍 Some distances are measured by oceans. 📍 Some connections travel straight through the heart.

On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, LuLu and WaWa, dressed in bright festive red, stood in front of the Lam Tsuen Wishing Tree for the very first time. In their hands, little wish tags filled with quiet hopes. They looked up at the branches heavy with wishes. WaWa whispered, “It looks so hard to throw it up there… is there a trick?” LuLu smiled and said, “Let’s aim higher—and believe a little more.” They held their wishes tightly, and threw them into the sky. For a brief moment, the tags traced a small arc in the air, as if searching for a place where hope could land. It was their first time spending the New Year in Hong Kong. So many things felt unfamiliar, yet quietly refreshing — like doors opening to a brand new world. In fact, wishes don’t have to be tied to a tree; sometimes, it’s enough to tuck them gently into your heart and let time light them up, one by one. 🌿

The fifth day of the New Year — the last weekend before life slowly starts running again. Nami and Caesar came over, dressed in festive red, to visit LuLu and WaWa at their home. The scent of kumquat drifts slowly. Narcissus blooms in silence. WaWa smiled and said, “May our friendship grow even stronger this year. May we stay healthy, support one another, and become better versions of ourselves, together.” LuLu said, “Okay.” And somehow, that simple answer felt more sincere than any promise spoken aloud. Some blessings only become real when they’re spoken face to face. And some companionships, once carried into a new year, will walk with us far beyond the celebrations. We may walk into different directions this year. But somewhere, in a soft and quiet moment, we’ll remember — someone once welcomed our new year with warmth. And that memory will stay, long after the fireworks fade.

The first Monday after the New Year. The city starts moving again — and so do we. For LuLu & WaWa, they have arranged a small, gentle ritual to welcome the year properly. Not rushing into the grind, but giving this new beginning the respect it deserves. A table of roast pig. A single “Fu” blessing. Like whispering a quiet wish to life itself: May our efforts be answered. May our tired hearts be seen. May every sincere intention find a place to rest. Nami and Caesar came to join the moment too, dressed in festive red. Caesar looks a little tired — maybe the New Year took him to too many places 😂 But even when tired, he still showed up with a smile. In front of the camera, they raised the same thumbs-up sign in perfect sync and said the words they’ve heard countless times — yet still choose to believe in: “Happy New Year. Wishing you prosperity and good fortune.” In this new year, as long as someone is willing to share a meal with you, to stand beside you for a photo, to offer you a simple blessing — even ordinary days begin to feel meaningful. Although some of you have already returned to work, would still like to wish everyone a smooth and successful start to the new year.

After work, the city feels a little heavier. LuLu suddenly suggested going to the Tsim Sha Tsui Cultural Centre. The Spring Lantern Festival glows there until March 15, from 6pm to 11pm every night — free to enter, yet priceless for tired souls. Standing before “Galloping Horses Welcoming Spring”, LuLu and WaWa paused in the warm light. For a moment, the rush of the day softened, as if the night was gently holding their hearts. “It’s really beautiful,” LuLu whispered. WaWa smiled, “Let’s keep finding beautiful things in life.” Life doesn’t become easier overnight. But a glowing light, a quiet moment, and someone who chooses to pause with you — sometimes, that’s enough to refill the heart.✨

People say the ninth day of the Lunar New Year is the luckiest day to begin work. So the restaurant invited a lion dance — not just to perform, but to bless the year before it truly begins. It was the first time LuLu and WaWa watch lion dance, and it was also the first time for them stood this close to a lion dance. When the drums began, their hearts seemed to beat in rhythm, felt like being wrapped in good wishes. The lion lifted its head to “pluck the greens,” a symbol of wealth, vitality, and abundance. LuLu whispered, wide-eyed: “What is it doing?” Then — “Wow… it ate the whole lettuce!” WaWa smiled softly, “Wait for it… it’s about to share the luck. LuLu, open your hands.” For LuLu and WaWa, the first time meeting the lion dance, the first time standing before a blessing—and the first time realizing that even without the roar of drums and the dance itself, simply holding hopes in your heart and caring about the future can give you more confidence for the year ahead, and make you less likely to give up.” To all readers and followers: This is my first time creating a video longer than 10 seconds. The original cut was 30 seconds, but due to licensing limits, the quality drops in the middle. With my skills still a work in progress, the latter part isn’t perfect. Still, I wanted the lion dance to have a beginning and an ending — thank you for your understanding.。Today I’m sharing a 17-second edited version, along with the original 5-second opening clip. Every attempt is a small step forward — thank you for growing with me. This marks the last chapter of our New Year story. Tomorrow, WaWa and LuLu return to their everyday moments.

🌕 Happy Lantern Festival. Tonight, the sky feels impossibly clear. The full moon hangs high, while lanterns drift upward like scattered stars. WaWa holds a lantern that reads “Peace.” LuLu holds one that reads “Happiness.” They exchange a quiet look… and let go. The lanterns rise slowly, carrying their glow into the night. “Happy Lantern Festival,” WaWa whispers. “Wishing everyone peace and happiness,” LuLu smiles. It’s enough to believe that as long as there is light in your heart, the darkness won’t stay.✨ (Gentle reminder: Releasing sky lanterns is illegal in Hong Kong.)