In the Japanese-style wooden house hotel park, there is an old black pine tree that makes people always stop and admire. It stands quietly at the entrance of the wooden house hotel, attracting the attention of passing tourists. For more than 80 years, there has been no regrets and no regrets. Out of that thick and reliable arm, it provides us with shade and rain, guards the employees and residents, and guards the people who have lived here for generations. Today, as the "welcoming pine" of the Hualien Tourist Sugar Factory, we welcome the arrival of tourists with joy.
In the 100th year of the Republic of China, two Japanese brothers and sisters who visited to find their roots mentioned their deceased father. After the defeat of the Second World War, they left Taiwan and returned to Japan. They still have unlimited fetters and concerns about the land where they lived in the past. In the memory of my father’s childhood, he would always open the entrance door in the afternoon, waiting for "Odosan" to get off work. Even if there was a dribbling rain outside, he still had to go to the black pine tree and wait, hoping to be the first one. When I saw my father, I climbed up on his thick shoulders, chatted with my father about the trivial things of ordinary life, played with neighbors in the neighborhood, and was full of memories of Grandpa Lao Song, lying on the tree trunk and counting： "1.2.3 Wooden people!", playing The games of hide and seek and the memories of the sugar factory are all in the staff dormitory full of happiness. The image of the evergreen needles of black pine and the soil mixed with rainwater, even after returning to Japan, I still can't forget the warm memory of hometown in my mind. Taiwan is my hometown, and thousands of mountains and rivers cannot be converted. It is like a mother's imprint! The two Japanese brothers and sisters, with their father’s photographs, kept visiting the wooden house area and the black pine trees, gently touching the stems of the old pine, looking up at the sky full of branches and leaves, and wanted to let the father see the fully preserved dormitory and The towering old pine trees murmured at the same time we didn’t understand Japanese. The reddish eye sockets revealed peace of mind and touch. When they left, they picked up a handful of sand on the ground and put them in a glass jar. The standard but sincere Chinese kept saying： "Thank you, thank you…".
Hualien Sugar Factory’s old black pine tree
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更新日期：7/2/2025 12:40:13 AM