Rock
came to Yunnan in
1922. He spent 27 years in Yunnan, and for
over 20 years he lived on an island in Lugu Lake.
Rock had deep emotion of this land which is surrounded
by water. When he was dying, he told his best friend (in 1926) that, he
preferred to die among the flowers on Lugu
Island, instead of dying in the
hospital in Hawaii.
Today I follow the footsteps of Rock to this
incredible lake. There are 5 islands, 3 peninsulas, 1 seawall attached island.
They are of different shapes with thousands of green trees. They look like
green boats floating on the lake.
I was sitting beside the lake quietly. Before I came
here, I am a city man with too many upset things hunting in my mind.
I couldn’t find a proper word to describe what I saw. Heaven
is the only word I can say.