祕密花園
火車緩緩駛過鄉間，爺爺的心裡湧起一股熟悉又奇妙的感覺。那是童年時的一段回憶——他曾在祖父老屋後的花園裡玩耍。那裡寧靜而神秘，開滿野花，蜜蜂嗡嗡作響，小溪在石縫間輕輕流過。
幾十年過去了，他決定再回去看看。當他抵達村子時，一切都變得更小、更靜、更慢。老屋已不復存在，但那座花園——或許該說是殘存的花園——仍在，只是被藤蔓和歲月覆蓋著。
爺爺輕輕走在雜草叢生的小徑上，蹲下身，觸摸那熟悉的泥土，一股溫暖與寧靜湧上心頭。
「變了這麼多，」他低聲說，「但這裡，依然記得我。」
他在舊石牆旁看到一朵白色的小花，那正是祖母當年親手種下的花。那一刻，他感覺像是從時光彼端傳來的一聲問候。
爺爺微笑了——他明白，即使歲月流轉，愛與記憶總有自己的方式繼續存在。
那天，他摘下一朵花，夾進筆記本裡，並寫下：
「祕密花園從未消失，它只是靜靜地等我想起。」
Grandpa’s Journey Chapter 14: The Secret Garden – Rediscovering Memories That Time Forgot
As the train rolled through the countryside, Grandpa felt a strange pull in his heart. Somewhere deep inside, he remembered a hidden garden he once played in as a boy — a quiet, magical place behind his grandfather’s old house. It was full of wildflowers, buzzing bees, and a tiny stream that whispered softly through the rocks.
Now, decades later, he decided to return. When he arrived at the village, everything seemed smaller, quieter, and slower. The house was gone, but the garden — or what was left of it — was still there, half-covered in vines and memories.
Grandpa walked gently among the overgrown paths. He knelt down and touched the soil, feeling a wave of warmth and peace. “So much has changed,” he whispered, “and yet, this place still remembers me.”
He saw a single white flower blooming by the old stone wall — the same kind his grandmother once planted. It was like a silent greeting from the past. He smiled, realizing that even as time moves on, love and memory find their own way to stay alive.
That day, Grandpa picked a small flower, pressed it into his notebook, and wrote beside it:
“The secret garden never truly disappeared — it just waited for me to remember.”
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