The tree in front of my house
My home village in a hill, where there are mountains and trees everywhere. And cities have a different landscape.
In front of my house there is a pond, and a large camphor tree, that was my own grandfather of young down. Records where the eternal memory of me,,,
In my small, I am particularly fun, and I always liked the band brothers climb the tree, the result has always been found and shouted our grandfather. In addition, because the trees on the pond under a tree next to fishing so the summer is the ideal place for these children, and of course, several of the accident, I had apparently succumbed to hook does not get down the tree, and later still Grandpa would like a lot of methods to help me get down. I remember when I like to listen to story-telling grandfather, Grandpa always likes to say some strange and novel things. And all for a good listen. I am fascinated to hear once the evening sitting on my balcony and Grandpa, Grandpa likes to see in front of the tree to drink, and then plunged into meditation. This time I made my unreasonable demands. My grandfather was in no way depends on, looking at the pond and trees in front are the moon in the sky, it told me a story on the moon, Chang E, Wu Gang, tree. . . Grandpa said that in front of my family tree on the tree with the moon is the same, with the power of magic,,, I have gradually grown up, my grandfather has left me forever, I would like for a long time ago are did not understand what kind of tree has a mysterious power. Now I know that it carries immense I miss, and so my heart will never be able to let go of the memory,,,
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