the thunder storm descended twice in 2 days. its appearance very shocking and terrifying. endless thunder, echoing great sound, and heavily rains. i love the rain very much. it all began after my baby bird left my sight and join her family who got her again after the baby bird likely fell from its nest. neighbor wife told me and i caged her. after fed her 3 or 4 times, she still struggle to leave the cage so i release her and watched till her parents join her. God bless my bird, who so smart and cute. these
the coffin carried barely by youth to the village square to re-bund, where the village hall stands.
after long waits, the coffin roughly wrapped by specific rope carried by youth leaving the old house of the past.
old time, past time, gold time. i forever cherish it. i witness the God in this family, in this world.
its second rain in my stay in my hometown village, zhudajiu, Hubei Prov., China. the villagers, esp. the evils, brewing violence this moment, against my dad's claiming of the land from our ancestor of the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.
my hometown, Central China, is a rain plenty place. it rained just shown welcome in the first day on my arrival. then drizzled in night. i usually blessed by my God if i was in move by love, or the evils trying to dirt my ground. the rain in my hometown usually heavy, can flow on ground like stream. its so nice to see u again when i m in the first year of my 40s.