The first time I read this book I was thirteen years old. All I remembered about it was that it was about a Chinese farmer and I liked it. This second time through I could see how so much went past me when I read it as a youth with no life experience. Now, as a grown-up, I was able to appreciate the depth of the characters' feelings and the storytelling gifts of Pearl Buck. The book was first published in 1931, but it's written in what could almost be termed a classical style. The great beauty of the tale as a whole is in Wang Lung's unwavering connection with his land---the "good earth." I love the meaning of the name Lung, which signifies "one whose wealth is from the earth." It's so much more lyrical and representative than "farmer."