On Proust, each story can be public or private. Here is a sampling of public stories.
A recent entry:
19 months ago
Liuli Bridge, Fengtai, Beijing, China 【please forgive my poor english, and I will try my best to study it well】Our house located at Liu Li Qiao, which nears a freeway, is the army family member courtyard. At that time, I was one of the children who lived in the courtyard, and I was little younger than other children. I think that the courtyard is a special culture, because this small enviornment made we get on really well. Also, when the parents get promotion, they will move to other courtyards. In this way, we kids just like a changing generation: the elder kids whose parents got promotion moved to other places, and new younger kids came to this courtyard. Alougth it was sad when someone lived. I, excatly catched a wonderful "generation". Because that time might be the biggest "Kids Time". There were almost 20 children,and we came out from house in the morning, afternoon, evening even the midnight. We chased in the courtyard. We clusterer into a ball or made several teams to catch the cicadas and loopers and other worms that we didn't know the names. We sometimes "explored" the backyards, and we believed it was dangerous and fulled with scare ghost. But we seldom go out of the courtyard. On the one hand, parents forbade it. On the other hand, there were just the empty street outside. Bored and dangerous to kids. We can explore in the courtyard for a whole day. We never tired about it. And we were always seperated into 2 team---the Boys and the Girls, fighting with the water gums. I think we all have pure, kind, creative hearts, just like the shining clearly crystal balls. I was so happy to stay with them. I think my chilhood in that courtyard is filled of a "summer smell".