Swan Lake

When I was six years old, my parents died. Lin Yang and his grandfather came to the place where they worked and fought during their lifetimes, and met Swan Lake there. The lake was clear and blue, and Grandpa and Lin Yang stayed by the Swan Lake. The story that follows is true, beautiful, and touching. Accompanied by swans and Swan Lake, Lin Yang grew up and his grandfather grew old. Later, when he returned to his hometown, his grandfather missed Swan Lake, fell ill, and was in critical condition. Lin Yang was determined to open a small Little Swan Lake behind his home. He succeeded. Grandpa recovered. Later, he had a grandma, and Lin Yang became the happiest Lin Yang. In the happiest time, Lin Yang walked further into the distance, thinking about his grandfather, grandma, and the two swan lakes, one big and one small.