Fiction: Group 3
New Tales of the Pearl River Delta
SKH Lam Woo Memorial Secondary School, Sin, Hin Kiu - 15, Fiction: Group 3
am a small water droplet in the Pearl River. My composition is very simple, simply 2 hydrogen
molecules and 1 oxygen molecule, that is what you call H
2
O. I have existed in this world for many
years. When I first existed on this planet, there was not much land. It was the world of water. After
millions and billions of years of continental movements, it has turned into how it looks like nowadays,
though there are still some changes from day to day.
I am evaporated and condensed into cloud and become rain. I travelled along the Pearl River Delta
and had lots of great journeys. I want to share some of them with you.
The most impressive thing happened in my journey is probably the 2008 Sichuan Earthquake.
When I arrived Sichuan at that time, the whole Sichuan was in ruin. This was much different from the
prosperous and vibrant Sichuan that I knew before. The whole city was covered by the sorrow brought by
the earthquake. Corpses were dumped everywhere; houses and schools were collapsed; there were people
who were crying on the street. They were trying to search for their lovers, sons, daughters, parents and
students in the ruin.
I saw a little girl who was about 6 knelt down in front of a pile of tile. She held a piece of dress in her
hand, probably belonged to her mother, and used her skinny hand to dig a small hole in the huge pile of
tiles and was trying to find her mum, I guess. While she was digging, she wept and used her hands which
were full of ashes to rub her eyes. I do not always have lots of emotion but when I saw this, I was going to
cry. How could a small girl like that bear the soreness suffered from the death of her beloved mum? At that
time, I wish I could be an angel and comfort her, to make her forget all her sadness and stay happy forever.
Together with the cloud, I floated to the schools. I saw teachers sacrificed their life to save their
students.
In the city, I saw parents used their bodies to protect their children from being pinned under the tiles
and collapsed building; I saw soldiers saving the victims; I saw doctors and nurses healing the victims… I saw
the empathy of the people.
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I fell as rain and went back to the sea, together with the movement of water, I floated to Yunnan.
Yunnan is a beautiful city consisting both French-style building and traditional Chinese building. It had
been a colony of French before. When I was there, I thought I was in France!
I was being collected by the locals in a well by a bucket. At first, I thought they were going to use me
to water their crops but when I bounced and saw what was outside the bucket, I could not see the expected
view of a farm, instead, I saw a lot of people carrying a bucket and spilling water on the others! Before I
could understand what was going on, I was being spilled on a face of a young man. I grabbed his hair tightly
and stayed on his head. He walked in the street. People spilled water on him and he did the same thing to
the others. People laughed and when they saw their friends got wet and became very clumsy, they laughed
at one another and spilled more water on them.
The whole atmosphere was full of joy. Everyone enjoyed it. Even the dogs joined in the war of
spilling water on the others. When they got wet, they shake their body vigorously and made the people and
things around them all wet. Then all the people laughed. I wish I could be one of them and the joy
together!
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I have been to the Lijiang River many times. The most distinctive scenery is probably the Elephant
Trunk Hill. It is a rock which has a shape likes an elephant. In the eyes of you, human, it is just a beautiful
scenic spot but to me, a small water droplet, it is an art piece made by me and the wind! The Elephant
Trunk Hill was not looked like this in the past. It was just a large piece of rock before but with the
contribution of water and wind, we made it likes how it looks like today after many years.
Tell you a secret, this rock was made to memorise the mother love of a mother elephant to a baby
elephant. One day, when that two elephants went to the forest to eat fruit, a tiger was lurking behind them
and intending to attack the baby elephant. The mother elephant discovered the tiger’s intention and she
begged the tiger to leave her child along and ate her instead. The tiger was touched by what the mother
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