Date: 08-17-05 02:36
Mr. Wang Yi Ming riding old mother traveling around the country – A Jorney To Love
By the end of 2002, Mr. Wang Yi Ming, a man in his 70s, and his old mother of 100 years old, had arrived in Hainan, on his tripodal bicycle. (Jane's note: this is a bicycle that is a bit differnt from our forumite friend Harley's :)) By then, they had left their hometown in Heilongjiang for nearly two years and had traveled within their country China over 5000 kilometers.
To see a picture of the man and his old mother, click below webpage.
In Hainan island, right in front of the eyes is the broad view of the blue ocean. In the far distance where the eyesight leads to the Horizon, blue sky greets the blue water and bows to kiss her. The seabed shivers from joy, water rises high and low, giggling and teasing the sky in return. Gentle breeze softly touching the girl’s face and hair, sending lovers' whispers to the amorous ears. Ah so much sweetness and the taste and smell so familiar of! when and where did I have her? was it in my dreams or so?...... the tranquil scenery helped bring back the 100 year oldy back to her maiden years, she seemed to see her then handsome young love right besides her, taking her hand into his heart and warming them up.... "mama", she heard a pleasant voice. as she looked up and narrowed her eyes, there was her son, quite an old man already - it's been a long time, a long wait since when she could hardly remember... ah, there they were! in the Island of Hainan, the place where it's called “the far corner of the Earth and the distant end of the ocean” (tian1 ya2 hai3 jiao3).
it has to take some blind belief to believe it's true, for an old woman in her 100s, to set foot on this part of the country's land, before she is finally summoned to the Emperor of Jade in Heaven, and to settle down her love nestle before it's too late... For this she owes a big thank you to her much filial pious son who's taken all his 70,000 yuan of savings and started the bicycle journey with her around the country at a whisper of her wish, a big thank you to the hundreds of good hearted helpers who had generously provided them food and shelter all through their journey, and a big thank you to the Spring breeze that has kissed every inch of the land in the nation and passed onto them a message of hope and happiness ever since the good days were bestown upon.
On a bright early morning in April, their jouney started for the mother and son again. the road ahead is rather long, yet his love is longer than the road. Every step moving ahead is a difficult one, sometimes Grandpa Rainy or Auntie Stormy comes out and put the travelers on trial, while all the while this man’s faith and belief persistent, that the sky after rain is beautiful, with rainbows at times; that after a hard day’s working the Moonlight will send him soft to bed; that the old mother’s girly smile “at the far corner of the Earth” is all that’s worthwhile…as Nicholas Tse Ting Fung’s voice sang from the old recorder, “因为爱，所以爱” yin1 wei2 ai4, suo3 yi3 ai4 “love because love”, the bicycle kept its riding, the recorder carried on its singing, the old man found his love from within, to return to the love of his old mother, who had however taken with her graveclothes and was ready to leave the world with no regrets any next minute.
At the end of 2003, the old nanny did pass away, peacefully in a local hospital back in their hometown. By then, the old mother and her son had traveled 40,000 li, crossed 24 provinces and spent 3 years on their daily bicycle trip.
This much loving son of the old woman he's however still got one more thing to do for her mother, as her last wish while living. He was going to send his mother's ashes onto Tibet. It’ll be another difficult journey ahead, yet, he is determined.
The old mother has gone. They said she had gone much peacefully. She did not really say much to anyone who was there seeing her off, but there was this shyly look on her face that’s not always seen on a 100 year old, and more so, a spark in her eyes. They said the day before she went, the cheerful magpie birds had gathered on the top of the trees besides their house, they had come in earlier to fetch a message for her lover up above, that she had long waited for that fated day and fated moment next, for their re-union soon. They said she had lived a life of much blessing, with a much loved husband and son. They said she did not die. At the last minute of her life, she was seen a nymph again, lying on her flower bed and awaiting her beloved sweetheart to come and fetch her, to be reborn to a new world and for a new station in life. And, she had taken with her, as always….much love of hers….much love….