“[Even] now, I still feel uneasy [that we might have] encountered trouble during the journey, which would [have] ruined everything. However, time can’t turn back. Wherever, I’ve succeeded, I never regret the choice I made that night.” Grandfather always [says] that when asked about the moving 40 years ago.
“He is a reliable man, we have decided it!” Chunhua was thrown such cold words [as she fought] with her parents against her arranged marriage. It was in 1946, Chunhua was 16 years old. She [had already given] gentle heart to a handsome boy. They loved each other very much, and they were talking about … Continue reading Storied China 2011 (5 of 6)
He was an orphan who had no higher education, no special skills. In order to make a living, he became a butcher. At that time, for [the] kind of people like him who had nothing except for physical strength, it was a way of making a living.
My story didn’t derive from the eldest person in my family. Because my great-grandmother [is] very old, she [doesn’t] have a good memory and sometimes she [can’t] tell her story clearly. So I took the story I will tell from my grandfather (my mum’s father). My grandfather [is] also very old, but he [can] remember … Continue reading Storied China 2011 (3 of 6)
In our village, there was an ancient and magical tree. It was said that the tree had a several hundred years history. It is so huge that only three people hand in hand can hold it up. The thick foliage of this tree spreads out like an umbrella, sending out its roots towards the deep … Continue reading Storied China 2011 (2 of 6)
This story happened to my grandfather, and this incident totally changed the fate of my family. At that time, our nation was going through a rough passage, the Cultural Revolution, and people lived in a situation of social unrest.
“My father was taken away by [the] Red Guard [on] December 5, 1966,” my grandfather told me with a deep voice.
“I was 20 years old in 1966, and I had two brothers. That day, my mom was preparing a delicious meal for us. My father, brothers, and I worked hard in the field. Everything seemed … Continue reading Storied China 2012 (6 of 6)
[On] a cold winter morning, there was a little boy playing on the snowy ground. Suddenly, his sight was caught by a little snowball, which could move. He used his fingers to touch it, and he felt [that it was] soft and a little warm. “Wang!” the snowball made a clear noise. This was a … Continue reading Storied China 2012 (5 of 6)
It was a raw morning in winter when I heard [this story] in the old house in my hometown. I sat beside the fire with my aunt. The raw weather chilled my interest [in] outdoor activities. The north wind [was] whistling in the drizzling rain. The doors and windows [rattled]. Everybody was out. Only [my] … Continue reading Storied China 2012 (4 of 6)
There was a small old house, which just included one bed, one table, one iron pot, and two chairs. My grandma and grandpa had a daughter, when they were [both] 20 [years old]. After one year, they had another baby, unluckily for them [it was another] daughter. They wanted a son, by virtue of the … Continue reading Storied China 2012 (3 of 6)