On a hot summer night, I was taking a ride for fun with my family , as we drive to the Dong Ting Lake bridge, the air grew cooler and fresher, I was looking acorss the Dong Ting Lake which was one of the big largest freshwater lake in China. Liu Yuxi, a poet of Tang dynasty, once wrote a poem, it described the "Eight hundred -mile Donting Lake", but now i can hardly feel the grandness of it, the area of the lake has dropped by nearly 50% in the past 70 years, because of the reclaimig farmland from it.
Dong Ting Lake Bridge
The scenery reminded me of my childhood memories, the Dong Ting Lake bridge haven't been built then, and the lake was the only road to my grandmother's house, everytime I visited my grandmother by bus, when the bus was shifted from one side to the other side of the lake by a big boat, I'd took off the bus and hanged on the rail of the boat and looked into the beautiful scenery on the lake . There was many fishing boats on the Lake, and people who lived on the boat was made a living by fishing, I remembered one of my junior middle school classmate were lived on one of those fishing boats, the life here must be fantastic.
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Contemplating in the loved arena, and commemorating the memories in a place. this is the real feeling of affiliation. I touched from your story the huge warm emotion with that lake. maybe you passed unique moments in its shore, or you perceive the calmness in passing by its side.
I liked this sincere feeling, and the strong belonging to that lake.
Hi Stone
We love the past because it was our history,but the civilization make changes in the natural features that we knew since our childhood .Thus cutting 50 percent from the Dong Ting lake for agricultural reclamation made every one to feel sad .