From the heart

How members of the tycoon's family expressed their feelings for the garden

As a young child, my father took me along when he climbed the mountains in what was to become

Dragon Garden, planning where to build, what to build, and how to build. When I was young, I sat

with my parents watching the sun set. My parents would write poetry together. And I think it is here

that my parents are still writing poetry with each other in their eternal lives.

Dr Wong Lee Kit-kwan, daughter, aged 74

I remember the Easter Egg hunts around the eightsided pavilion, the Mid-Autumn Festival lantern

celebration above the swimming pool, my 18th birthday swimming party ... and I remember, with a

smile, my grandfather sitting in one of the many resting pavilions. He had a vision, which could soon

become a distant memory for us all.

Michele Lee Hong-yue, granddaughter, no age

Dragon Garden was something my great-grandfather built so he could enjoy nature and culture. It was more like a family museum, but in the presence of several streams and varieties of plants. Losing Dragon Garden would be like losing a piece of this family.

Audrey Shiu, great-granddaughter, 13

I remember when the family went to Dragon Garden and collected the little broken tiles; and when we set the turtle free there; and when we watched the dragonflies and butterflies over ponds and beds of flowers. I have a rainbow of tiles in a little memory box, so even when Dragon Garden is sold, we will still own the memories.

Renel Sun, great-granddaughter, 13