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11/5/2010
yesterday is an important memory for me, in my hometown journey 2nd, for
i earnestly talk to and with God, my passed dad. the day just after
some chilly raining days, i read most of the day near my dad's old
house's front door, which rightly monitored by the evil dark house's
owner, the second husband of my early passed aunt, a diligent woman who
left me life time memory, a said once bare poor in the village before
the new republic China. the demon's window just peeking our front door,
just under a slope. the demon polluted me all the day with his tomb
chill, so when i felt reading enough, i haunted the village's hall with
my camera. but the front square of the village don't gather any
interesting young men as usual, so i picked to travel the newly
developing wing of the village, where most of the offspring of the dark
house owner shifted their houses to, as well as other minor or confluent
family trees in the village where almost all residents in family name
Zhu. its a fruitful tour, in which my blended memory and anxiousness
called forth. the back hill is the main well being source of the
villagers, but all that led by my passed dad when he left his factory
for injury on his toes in a blast in rocks and returned to the village.
he continued his work with steer tools to make use of stones on our back
hill for bridges or other building usage, by unearthed them, sorted
them, trimmed&polish them for ready brick or block or other
frameworks. his works not only support my education which is the best
among my sisters and brothers, but forges my best cherished memory and
hope and belief and lifestyle on being a man. that occurred amid the
transition China opening to the world from deadly locked communism
doctrine. the young villagers gradually all follow my dad's lead and
improved their lives a lot in these decades by producing tombstone from
the hill. but the village, or town, badly need a new business pattern in
coming eras. in the tour, i not only led by worship to the hills
protecting our village, but also irritated by the shockingly unregulated
development after my dad's years on the mountain. waste and
unreasonable building reflects the Chinese society and its culture. i
took quite some nice photos on the scenes.
after returned home, i babbled&query a lot about the passed
villagers and rise or fall of families in their sins or glories. i
sensed God, my passed dad, so close to me and my vision. in reviewing my
homeless status, my heart weighting, my hope dimmed upon my faith of my
coming Royal of China, my family in incomparable glory. i especially
looking forward the reunion with my beloved girls, with my baby son, God
of Universe, Hope of China, who brings me so many happy moments. but
God comforts me with universe message in Holy spirit, that i was rightly
in learning, in a road of witness and sharping vision, in a road of
harden wills to change, change the most cold-blooded shelter or defense
by devils to drag China backward or inward. in the dusk, i was lightened
by God's message, lightened by the rule and command God trusts me to
execute.
when night covered the sky with black, i tried to chat with baby, to
whom i'm so thankful, but unfortunately, his mom, emakingir, rebuffed my
invitation. i guess China surveillance took action trying to separate
us. God, u know the way all these mean to lead out.
for picasaweb&flickr blocked within China mainland, the shit&dog
dominated sinful land, here some digest of photos hosted domestically.

A large gap digged by villagers'
quarry.

a new villager's house can described
as luxury.

a village pond, so lovable, but other 2
ponds missing or pulluted.

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