To commemorate my father’s centenaries birthday, my elder brother, who lives in Yun Gui Plateau, and I went back to meet our sisters in hometown last July. Undoubtedly, this family reunion had brought tremendous excitement and happiness to our 5 separated brothers and sisters. After a solemn ceremony to our poor father who had died years ago, one of my sisters suggested travelling around our hometown to cease our grief. We all appreciated her smart idea and selected Po Yang Hu Lack as our first tour spot.
The car was driven as quick as a gust of wind. After mere one hour’s journey, we had been far away from the dusty and noisy town. The breeze was softly blowing to our faces together with a faint sweet-smell. The smell was presenting from time to time at first. Then, it came to be clearer and clearer. We felt as if it was not simply coming through our nostrils but penetrating to our inner organs. I found the smell was very familiar, but I hardly remembered what it was? “Look, Lotuses!” my younger sister cried out. Along her pointed direction, we found a spectacular scene and all shouted out simultaneously! “ Wow! My God, so many lotuses there!”.
Downward the dyke there were endless lotuses with dark green leaves and pink flowers around us. The leaves were swaying in the wind just like green waves surging from the horizon to the dyke base. The waves were dazzling with their constant changing from dark green to pale white for the leaves turning the faces and backs over and over again. At the far end, the green leaves repeatedly fell down, while the pink flowers were looked like slowly rising up, due to the flowers stems borne less wind load and had less bending, which looked like clouds of red mists slowly rolling up from the blue sea.
The most remarkable thing was the sound of lotus wave. It was a real sound of nature. It started from the horizon and as soft as mothers’ sleeping song to their babies in cradles, gradually it became as strong as a symphony and shocked our souls intensively.
