Berries in front of Martha Cook. I don't know what kind they are; they've always intrigued me because they'll come out green and then turn all these different shades of blue. I can't figure it out!
To get him to shut up, I told my little brother to look outside and make his mind wide open like the fields. This is the dubious result, and he started drooling five minutes later.
The offerings to my grandfather around the Mid-Autumn Festival. Mom doesn't like incense, thinks it could cause cancer, which leads to interesting discussions when I try to light it in my room.
So one night, the light in my room blew out. I decided to light some candles in my room instead, and it was a lot of fun. Except for the part where I have to pour out the wax. Then not so much.
Fountain in front of the League. You're supposed to walk in it once when you're here for orientation, and then again before you graduate. Considering I'm graduating in December, I'll probably have to do something else like it.