because people speak English
The next day I woke up even earlier than the first day, you know, as an old granny [99 or 111 years old one],I didnt need to sleep much. I dressed myself up, headed to the laker step by step, hard but fun as i was counting my steps accurately, I felt lucky and grateful because at such an age, I was still healthy and brainy, what's more, an obedient and lovely kid was with me. Life treated the old granny tenderly.
Couple of minutes later, I arrived at the laker and sat on a swing. It was so quiet, I guess just the clean and bright moon and I were awake at that time. Staring at the dear moon drove me back to the past. I was too old to do anything but look back my long history, especially at such an undisturbed vibe. Suddenly I felt sentimental and lonely. All the familiar old friends left me one bye one. I just wanted to cry and release my mood, but I was afraid of breaking the silence and waking the resting laker up. Then I tried to think of the happy moments of my life, until the red light on the horizontal distracted me. Mr.Sun was on the way and somehow I felt a bit excited. I was waiting his rising patiently and peacefully on the swing. Finally I saw his whole warm and passionate face hang on the azure sky.
When I was back home slowly, the kid had already prepared the breakfast.[we enjoyed a life of the kind that go to work at sunrise and go home at sunset] I growed old, but my stomach still worked well and I ate a lot.lol...After breakfast the kid reminded me it was Monday and he had to go back to class, then he sat in his retractile schoolbag and flew away. Ok, I was alone this day. I hided myself in my safe studyroom as I usually did in the past. As I got nothing to do, I picked my diary up from the bookshelf and started to read them. And the diary were like a time machine, reading them, I saw a lot of different me in different stages. It was a bit weird af if I was reading another one’s life stories. Can you know that feeling?
I was suddenly overwhelmed by a strong feeling of lonelyness, sorts of feelings of missing, up surged from heart and recalled the past memories. Ugg, I missed my childhood, I missed my family, I missed my friends, I missed the sea life and the grasslands life, I missed...A string of naughty tears came from the corner of my eyes on the sly, ran down my cheeks, then dropped onto the yollowing diary...
To be continued......
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