blog:The Dreaming Happiness
It has been a very long time since I last met my little cousin, but accidentally he stepped into my dream last night. In my dream, he was sorrowful somehow. He smiled to me as usual but told nothing about his sore. I didn’t ask anything about his coming back home, but I knew what had happened to him. I could do nothing but only to accompany him to wander around the countryside, where we lived together in our childhood. When walking on the lane, every one welcomed us back and wondered whether he brought his girlfriend back to the countryside to see his old house. Surprisingly finding out it was me, they couldn’t help shouting out. Nobody knew that graceful lady standing beside him was me because they couldn’t imagine that slight girl had become a lady.
My sister and I went to grandma’s home before our primary school, because my parents worked out and had no time to look after us. That time uncle and ant were also far away from home. Due to the whole countryside was lack of material resource, it was a really hard time and everybody tried their best to earn money. So grandma had to take care of her big family and the six young grandchildren. I still remember those days and grandma’s smiling, her shouting, and her beauty. Her grandson, my little cousin was born as a naughty boy and usually did wrong, which usually upset grandma. Grown-ups were always worried about their children catching too much sunshine or becoming the wild kids, so did my grandma. Therefore, grandma always told me not to get together with my cousin. I was a very introverted and quiet girl, but I gained my little cousin’s care. In those days, I always acted as his bride when playing games. I often said to grandma that I would like to be his real wife when I grew up. That became a joke playing by the grown-ups all around the countryside. Whereas, with time goes by, I gradually understood that would never happen because we are real cousins with the same blood.
Grandma has been dead for nearly 15 years. Both my little cousin and I went back to our parents’ home and we couldn’t see each other very often. However, time didn’t change our friendship. He left the hometown after we graduated from the middle school. Then we had less and less chance to see each other or get together. This time I don’t know why he comes into my dream. But in the dream, his girlfriend left him without saying a word. In order to get ride of the great sore, he came back to our hometown and found me. We walked together as before, wandering around the countryside. The lane and all those flowers were still there, but grandparents had gone and all of the little playmates had got married. The pond behind grandma’s old house had disappeared, and the forest in which we used to play hide-and-seek had changed into another fruits garden. Seeing those familiar scenes, I tear.
