Because of her mother’s academic research, four years old April came to the Netherlands with her parents last year. By chance, she found me to learn piano. After 10 months knowing each other they will return to Xi’an this Saturday. I made a dinner for them last Sunday. That evening she said many times that she didn’t want to leave me. In fact, she has mentioned it many times in the past two months. I promised her to see her when I am in China, and she can see me when she comes to the Netherlands. When it was time to say goodbye, she stopped talking and couldn’t help crying. I hugged her and said, “We will meet soon, you will make me cry.” I really cried. She resisted wiping her tears silently until my front door opened. She was crying loudly against the storm in the “darkness” (she described).
I closed the door, returned to the kitchen and started to cry. So innocent, I really want to stay at five. Perhaps the child felt the pure land in my heart and spread her love with open arms without reservation. This expression of love should be the highest compliment!
Open the refrigerator and saw the meat bread that April’s parents made for me. Tomorrow I will eat them, delicious! The beauty of life comes and goes. We will continue to harvest in real life.