The Great Walltwined through the hillside There was a small village at the hillfoot Tramped overthe hillthe troops arrived at the village and relaxed under a big scholartree An old aunt stood in the doorway with her eyes looked around ceaselessly I just got some well water to drink Aunt called to me right off
" Don't have cold water come home let me boil it for you '' We sat in the brick bed Aunt made a fire and talked about herself "My son was our own armyman sacrificed on the fr
ont Equipped with the same guns and uniforms as that of my son You are all like but different from him '' "Don"t be grieved aunt we 3000 soldiers are all your sons''Aunt's eyes were as bright as the fire without tears The west wind whistled over her grey hair She stood grimly by the Great Wall.