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I did not plan to go to Wuhan. Because my
understanding of Wuhan, only Wuhan Yangtze River Bridge, the Yellow Crane
Tower, which is known to the country, "the head of the nine bird" in
the title. Because my mother, a nagging old lady, she wanted to go back to
Wuhan. Wuhan, she has an unforgettable memory.
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My family's old lady, her age is quite old, but
her actions quickly. She did not retire, of course, have to let the boss know
that she wants to take a vacation. Everything is going well, she got seven days
of vacation. We bought a high-speed rail tickets at 8 o'clock in the morning,
arrived in Wuhan at noon.
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From the start of high-speed rail travel, my
family’s old lady, began to talk about her classmates, childhood playmates, her
father's company, her childhood home, and so on. I did not speak with her. I
listened quietly, my eyes looking out the window high-speed rail. Trees,
farmland, mountains are rapidly flashed from my eyes, as the years flew flows.
Our childhood memories, but it is so profound, so unforgettable.
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When we check in the hotel, my mother's cousin
came to join us for lunch. Then her classmates and friends have arrived. They
are happy, laughing, hugging each other. I left them alone, stroll along the
pedestrian street of Hankou. I was very surprised, are lined up in a variety of
old buildings and they are European-style buildings. After I know that,
Jianghan Road, which is known as the Museum of the twentieth century
construction in Wuhan.
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However, one of these European-style buildings,
it was my mother's house, so I have a great surprise. When she was a little girl , her
family lived in the buildings. Now it is an office of State Reserves Bureau. I
just listen to her talking about her past often, I remember but I did not go
seriously.
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My mother, she has a very rich family. But she
is very unfortunate, and her mother died when she was very young. When my
mother, her cousin, and me, we went back to my mother's old home. There is a
security gate, he would not let us in. When he knows that this building is my
mother's home in a few decades ago. He agreed that we go to visit. Walked into
the building, my mother was very excited. She and her cousin, pointing to the
direction of the corridor, said to me, it was a place to ride a bike, when they
are children.
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This is a five-story building. There are two
families of origin. Spacious hallways, tall roof, repair the stairs well, everything
as is unchanged. Just missing the elevator next to the stairs. . .
My mother, she is a professional in her industry.
Her home is very close to her native land, but did not have time to come back
and looked. Maybe she wanted to come back with me. She would like to say a lot
of things to me. Now, she realized the desire for many years. Maybe for her,
this is a very important thing.
