Father and violin（六）

Forty-year-old father, unfortunately, died. We did not think the violin is also placed in his coffin, accompany him into the kingdom of heaven. Without a master's violin, the lonely, being put scaffolding on the bed in the cabin. Summer at the turn of the second year. A large typhoon struck, and even three days and nights under heavy rain. Violin leaking rain nowhere to hide, The problem is that the lid has holes in the violin, the violin was rain soaked, and no attention. Open two months later to have a look, violin collapse, Hunxiao soul scattered. Love the face of his father's possessions, apart from self-blame, and only sighed left untold
Many years. I think the memory of his father and longing. The best way is to stand in the courtyard of the old house, so when the moon rose up, the violin when he was vivid meditation posture, deep rich charm and atmosphere of the kind of endless life.