my dad's old house had been surrounded by evil minded follower villagers. but the most precious asset, the broad front yard paved by mostly large stones, made by my dad when he worked, is almost intact even the front side sliding under evil power. here is the introduction.
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.