In memory of Airong

In memory of Airong Aiyi Are you and I two sisters? No, no! Different looks, different heights! But why are your names so similar? Because...

In memory of Airong Aiyi, are you and I two sisters? No, no! Different looks, different heights! But why are your names so similar? Because your parents and my parents have the same wishes for their daughter! In this way, Airong and Aiyi were recognized as sisters by their teachers and classmates. It was the sixth grade of elementary school in 1949. We have experienced political changes such as land reform, anti-rightism, communeization, etc., and we have endured half-full and hungry stomachs, but we believe that the future of New China will be better! So I often hum the song "The sky in the liberated areas is sunny". You and I quietly exchange our pain, doubts and hopes and grow together in these contradictory realities! We finally used our skills to enter the society and serve the people! You are a teacher, who was known as the engineer of the human soul back then! With your tireless, persuasive spirit and love, you have transformed countless naughty children into outstanding students! Parents thank you, students thank you even more! I appreciate your love and professionalism! You have fallen in love. Maybe the people around you do not support you or understand you, but you firmly believe that your beloved is a piece of rough jade that has not been noticed by people. You bravely break through the barriers of class, status, money and secular prejudice, and combine with him! I admire your courage and your choice to recognize heroes! The unprecedented Cultural Revolution is coming! It impacts everyone with great force, especially intellectuals! You and your wife were not spared. You accompanied him to live in the "cow shed", and you were pushed side by side with him on the streets for public demonstrations. At that time, your little daughter was only two or three months old! Because you firmly believe in him, your husband is careless and innocent! I admire your fearless spirit in weathering the storm and your sincere love for your husband! You immigrated to the United States and came to this desert land with cacti. You are already over fifty and you still have to start from scratch? Yes, the Cangshan Mountain is as green and the setting sun is like blood, crossing from the beginning! With your perseverance, meticulous and keen vision, and infinite wisdom, with the brute strength of pioneering cattle, and with your hard work, you watered an oasis in the desert in a foreign country! Finally create a new world for your cultivation! I'm happy for you! So proud of you! Due to years of hard work, overwork, insufficient food, and failure to sleep on time, your body is exhausted, your energy is exhausted, and you fall ill. Airong: My dear friend! My good sister! Do you hear my call? Have you seen this letter I wrote to you? Ai Yi wrote in the middle of the night on March 16, 2009 Ai Rong: Are you awake? You want to wake up and see Jacky heading towards society with a square hat on his head and a college diploma in his hand! You have to wake up and hear Jiesi leading his brothers and sisters in reciting poetry! You have to wake up and enjoy the colorful and fragrant roses blooming in the front yard! You have to wake up and pick the sweet orange fruits in the backyard with your own hands! You have to wake up and hold hands with your beloved husband and grow old together! Airong, Airong: Dear sister, wake up! Ai Yi Early morning of June 4, 2009 Shuo Qinyou: I haven’t greeted you for a long time. I miss you all the time at midnight or early in the morning. I don’t know how to express my feelings. I wrote the previous paragraph before I went to Fenghuangcheng as a little girl in March. Later, I decided to go to Fenghuangcheng in person to meet you two. On this trip, the day after tomorrow, I will set off to my little girl Fangyuan's house in Hawaii to help coax my grandson. I am thinking about you again. Unfortunately, I can't help you, so I wrote this short paragraph. I can't write poetry, I just scribbled a few lines on the paper to express my feelings. Please forgive me! Xiu Ru returned to the mainland at the end of May to attend the opening ceremony of the historical exhibition of his ancestral home in Yinonglu, but he has not returned yet. By the way. I hope you take good care of yourself! Ai Yi June 4, 2009 I received a call from Jie Zi in the early morning of September 13, 2011: Grandma passed away this morning!!! Ai Rong: Are you really gone? You have been bedridden for several years. Countless medical acupunctures; endless surgical cuts; the deafening roar of ambulances that can’t be heard; the strange smell of the ward that can’t be smelled; ah, sister: all of this has passed. You, Finally freed from physical pain! I sincerely pray: God bless you forever! Angels will welcome you to heaven! I am filled with tears after losing a good friend. Where can I find her trace at the end of the world? I hope that angels will welcome you back and we will meet again in the clouds one day! Aiyi weeps at 4:30 am on September 15, 2011.