Nostalgic Childhood

Nostalgic Childhood

Have you ever been farming? My name is Zhi Qiang Lin who was born in a city of Taishan, China. I was live in a poor fishing village between Southchina Sea and mountain, the village’s people called me-“Qiang”. Of course, you can also call me by my English name, Wilson. I was studying in the Jiangmen University of Guangdong Province, China. I like my hometown where I had been living.As a farmer’s son, I have had a group of friends: buffaloes, chickens, ducks, etc. I took our buffalo outside every morning. Domestic animals living very close to the jungle often preserved their natural instincts. Most of the time our animals felt rather than saw danger and often warned us of the presence of enemies. On one morning, when I wanted to take a buffalo outside, the sky above our hamlet was clear, but the atmosphere became very heavy. The buffalo stopped in the shed. Soon after, I looked around. Chickens and ducks run into the hide. In the ponds, fish of all sizes jumped frantically as caught in a net. Our watchdog crawled under a bed and whined. I with my village’s people quickly opened the door of the shed and let the buffalo out. We ran to the bomb shelter, and the dog followed us. About three minutes later, a powerful earthquake shook the whole area.
Soon afterward, the houses and the shed had demolished. Most of the fruit trees in the garden had either broken or uprooted by fallen boulders. We realized that all of our and the other buffaloes had stayed in the garden, they could easily have been killed, because five of our eight huge mango trees had been knocked down. All the houses on the hamlet were gone, but no body got hurt. The casualties were limited to a few cattle that had crushed by falling rocks.
Soon after that, anything recovered itself.

However, it is the one of my cheerfully life of my childhood’s memory from my hometown. Even though, I have been United States, I still record it from my memory.