Chapter 10 end

end In the small town of Hulan River, my grandfather used to live, and now my grandfather is buried. When I was born, my grandfather was over sixty years old. When I was four or five years old, my grandfather was almost seventy years old. Before I was twenty years old, my grandfather was seventy or eighty years old.As soon as my grandfather passed eighty, my grandfather died. The former owner of the back garden is gone now.The old master died, and the young master fled to famine. The butterflies, grasshoppers, and dragonflies in that garden may still be there every year, or they may be completely desolate now.

Small cucumbers, big pumpkins, maybe they are still planted every year, maybe they are gone now. Does the morning dew still fall on the flower pot stand, does the noon sun still shine on the big sunflower, and does the red glow at dusk still turn into a horse after a while? Time will change into a dog, so it changes. These are unimaginable. I heard that the second uncle died. The old cook is not too young even if he is alive. The neighbors in the east and the west house don't know what to do. As for the miller in the mill, what happened to him so far, I don't know at all. There are no beautiful stories in the above, just because they are full of my childhood memories, I can't forget them, they are hard to forget, and they are recorded here.

Completed in Hong Kong on December 20, 1940 (First edition in 1941, Guilin Heshan Publishing House)