Collections of the soul
I am not a collector, never in my dreams, but I think that a beautiful collection from all the world.
The first to leave, and often burberry sunglass white xd 1007 carefully opened, a book about his grandfather's box. It is a bamboo box, frame, and even the top and bottom walls are bamboo. It trapping his grand quest of the image, be so far away and mysterious. I have not seen the owner of the box, he died ten years before I was born; Moreover, the book has been on me deep in my old house, so I never doubted it was handed down treasures. Almost every day I go to open it, now I remember only a textbook, a thick, there are many interesting short texts and illustrations. Grandfather taught the book really is, then do not do a livelihood for the poor teacher and a; then later became the leader of the red, the overwork and died. Grandmother said he was coughing terrified, because the moment he can not stand, squatting or kneeling around; and after standing at every step of the walk, he will be approaching the end of life.
In my mind, the pain in his spurs for the ideal, is a tragic sculpture. It curled up body, is always tough; two hands in the chest, the direction from the earth toward the sky, ushering in an era of their own. Book box so that the addition of a more dignified, always getting scared when I opened for fear of unexpected rebuke elders, rush to see two thick, an illustrated book to quickly cover the box. I was second grade students, however, can not read that book drop; and my closest mentor, my father, Hidetoshi, then have the expense. No one knows I opened the box, only no one taught me to love with the same eyes as love them. Grandfather inside the box and the book so many times in the rush spy, the years come to naught.
Book boxes tiffanyco925 jewelry new styler 2011 bracelets 2379 around, it was in order and sizes of cartons piled up. It was our childhood furniture - remove scattered the pots and pans, I do not remember many more things at home. But those boxes for me to stay for life can not shake off the wealth. One day when my youth, before suddenly open them and know that a martyr relics when we come to value them at the same moment of my life, forever treasured.
Those boxes, a soldier all ugg boots classic mini 5854 grey the belongings; and that impoverished years, the collection has come a way different from today. I had to wear those or new or old army coat, sweaters, shoes, with a bag, water bottle, mug, soap, pens, workbooks and through masticate a lot of books. That army coat to wear on me, almost to the knee, sleeves to roll two fold; until patched, and I should have failed to wear them small. My youth, except for meals outside the box has been in all of these. That after nine years, my family has had four migration. Each has a few new boxes, on the way to accommodate this valuable collection. Each to a new post, to be counted and the first to settle in, only them. All survived the father read books, diaries, badges, a collar ... ..., the study in a bookcase or a drawer. Because I cater to every day in this restaurant, living room and activity room in the house, walk or sit for a long time.
Later time, the addition of this collection in a Diamond Brand Keys, a old pair of scissors, a native of the soil, one engraved with an ordinary vicissitudes of Peach's calendar.
My childhood home, the two old North house. Across open ground, shed by the neighbor from a mountain Westinghouse kitchen; top is a sort of slope, ramp door and bedroom right. With the room divided by the front walkway is common, we should lock the kitchen door. It was a beautiful shape, silver-gray locks, the only fear is the home appliances, exquisite workmanship. That the key to tying the grandmother's skirts, while doing all of her old sewing scissors, household use. I often tell her things about my grandmother, and loved her from me, think I'm younger, all the elders gave me the love. This feeling from the little bit of effort into a save, give me life, also gave me great strength. Piece of country which was her first after the death of a clean, and I won from her grave in his pocket and the. That Peach fifteen years. I stayed with my grandmother dying, almost lack of progress do not want to leave. She will go to a place far up, never to come back, I think my watch will keep my beloved grandmother. She had intermittent confusion, but she likes me for her hair, face, talking with her, feed her a little bit of rice. In my eyes, my grandmother does not get old. She accompanied me tragically childhood, his best compassion, she's not away from me. Elders say you were a teenager, this can not sit tight, go out and play for a while. I walked from the house and yard, looked up and returning to the sky. Actually peach tree branches with the highest, toward the blue sky Zhong, Qingqi a red peach. I and several children exclaimed. The fruits of autumn cold summer does not actually fall, it must be just peaches and I want to give her grandmother. If she ate, will be healthy together. So, pick the ground on bricks stick cast that peaches, brushed aside competition for children, grandmother to bed fast. Grandmother to see me feed her, smiled, eating peaches. I hid Peach, and silently prayed for her a few days, she was gone, gone far away and never come back. I tolerate the grief, with a sleepless night, wrote a eulogy for the grandmother. Day to dawn, see the page written grandmother passed away a wall calendar, has been forgotten, to tear it, and clip into the eulogy of the papers.