I still remember when I was in elementary school, we learned about ginkgo trees. The teacher said they were like the giant pandas of the plant world and were honored as the number one living fossil among plants. Additionally, ginkgo leaves resemble small fans—perhaps the cool breeze one feels while walking under a ginkgo tree on a hot summer day is, in some way, thanks to them. Back when I was in elementary school in Qingtian, my grandfather would always wait for me outside the school gate with his bicycle after class. Every day, amidst the noisy crowd of children, I would climb onto the back seat of his bike, and we would head home together. To me, that feeling was as luxurious as being picked up in a Ferrari today. Leaving Xueshi Road and heading to Baozhuang Street, there used to be many small food stalls along the way. I always asked my grandfather to buy me a one-yuan starch sausage from the oden vendor, and he never refused—he would always stop and buy one for me. And so, there we were, one old and one young, me sitting on the back of the bike, schoolbag on my back, one hand clutching my grandfather’s white undershirt, the other holding my sausage, eating with great delight. On our way home, we would always pass by the Ou River, taking a small path by Longjin Park. In my memory, that path was lined with ginkgo trees on both sides. In autumn, as my grandfather and I rode past, golden ginkgo leaves would flutter down, blanketing the entire road. The rustling leaves seemed to be greeting us—or perhaps bidding us farewell. Back then, I may have only glanced up once, but that one look was enough to etch the scene deeply into my mind, never to fade. Nine days ago, my grandfather left this world forever. But these memories of ours will not disappear with him. On the contrary, these scenes keep replaying in my mind, constantly reminding me of his presence. Yesterday, in remembrance of these moments, I walked down that same path by Longjin Park again at noon, under the sweltering heat. But this time, my grandfather was no longer there, and I could no longer find the golden... Ginkgo trees.