Living with die

I passed away one after another with my classmate’s two female companions. One is a relapse of heart disease after drinking, and the other is a car accident. I once asked the people who attended the funeral in detail what they looked like when they died. The girl who died of drinking was in her twenties at that time. Because she was young, she lay there with pink face and red cheek, it’s like falling asleep. Then is she not dead, just in a coma temporarily? I said. Everyone hoped that she was asleep, but she couldn’t wake up any more. Death is just a sleep that cannot wake up? Another woman once envied us classmates who stayed in the city. How wonderful it was that we could visit the world and earn money. She said. She had a passenger car by herself, and her business was very good, but because she was busy making money, she had no chance to go outside, and she had been busy back and forth along a fixed route for more than ten years, she earned much more than we did working outside, but she died. Soon, her husband used the money they had saved to buy a house in the county town. Of course, the house soon had a new hostess. Sometimes when I thought of her, I felt very sad, with a lot of money, you can enjoy it without Blessing. Everything belongs to others. If I had known this, why should it be so hard? She went shopping once and never left a chance to go far away. She was only 30 years old, and it was the best time in her life. When she left, everything was to make wedding clothes for others. Recently, another male colleague around me died of illness. He was 35 years old and his daughter was just born. He just felt too tired and wanted to sleep, but he never woke up. Maybe, his life was really too tired. Death was the best way to rest. He didn’t have to worry about the fame and wealth of the world, disputes and grudges. As long as he turned his head down, everything would rest, all thoughts are off. Visit the old half a ghost, exclaim hot midgut. I suddenly found that death was very close to me. I knew that I was no longer young and gradually realized that life was really short. I cherished family and friendship and loved each other deeply when I could get together, let the short life have no regrets; Let every day alive be happy. But the steps of time came in a sonorous manner, passing by one after another, which made my ears ache and my mind dizzy. I had experienced the same dream for the second time. I felt uneasy and couldn’t sleep at night. I called home, my mother was very good, and my father was in good health at the second sister’s place in Beijing. Dreams cannot represent anything, but the dreams a few years ago proved a fact. That night, I dreamed that the old house in my house was in the cold wind and there was no tiles, only the withered branches and leaves on the thatched roof were shaking in the cold wind, and there was no trace of people in the empty air, how could it be dilapidated like this? Waking up from my dream, it was dawn. I called my younger brother hurriedly and he said that I would arrive in Xi’an soon. In my dream, I had a premonition that something happened. At that time, my younger brother had taken his seriously ill mother to Xi’an, but he had not had time to call me. At that time, her mother’s illness made her miserable, and made our sister and brother more exhausted. What was more painful and helpless than watching her old mother groaning to the dawn? My mother’s weight dropped sharply from 110 Jin to 80 Jin in just one month. Fear dug my heart. I would rather lie there with me if the pain could be shared. Fortunately, God bless my mother. She can run and jump and eat, but she can’t sleep well. Take sleeping pills to sleep. However, I had the same dream again, what would it indicate? Living with fear, a week later, I called my mother and said, “I’m fine, you can work at ease. I am still uneasy. In the afternoon, the third sister called and said that her mother had been in hospital for two days. She wouldn’t let me know for fear of affecting me. At this moment, how can I stay? I hurried to the county hospital, and my mother was giving a bottle. This time, it was coronary heart disease that recurred. Luckily, my younger brother sent her to the hospital in a timely manner. It was a little late, so I dared not to think about the consequences. I watched my mother fall asleep beside the bed. The illness had made her thin and weak. My mother was old with white hair and thick wrinkles. She had worked hard for her children all her life and never enjoyed a good day. In his later years, the conditions were just right, but he had to suffer from illness. Fortunately, she stayed in the hospital for a week. After her illness was stable, she went home to recuperate. Since then, she could not dance or get excited. She needed to control her mood and stay away from the noise, this does not accord with her character of loving dancing and singing all her life, but she must do it for the sake of health. On that day, I sat with her on the scene, and several good neighbors came to see her. She said, now it is like a candle in the wind, and it may be extinguished at any time. I was speechless for a long time. At this age, I was just like a candle in the wind. There were more than ten ladies dancing with my mother and making fabrics, and two of them went ahead, in addition, my aunt, my mother’s favorite sister, also passed away last year. My mother was also moved because of her poor health. Mother had already made the coffin, and even prepared it together with the filial piety. She calmly arranged the funeral affairs between her and her father, and she said she was unwilling to let her children bother. I remembered when I was young, when I went to school, my mother took a broom to sweep snow all the way, and swept from the door to the school gate. She was just a private teacher at that time, the salary is dozens of yuan a month, but she loves her job more than anything else. There was another time when she came home very late. When I asked her, she said there was a girl who worked in other places coming back from the city. It was too dark to leave alone, my mother sent her to the neighboring village outside Erli Road. Mother just did things according to her own standard of life, maybe she felt at ease in that way. After retirement, my mother organized a group of old ladies to dance, make cloth fabrics, and their handmade insoles, Occasionally, people go to the county bureau of culture for exhibitions. If there are any activities in rural areas, they often go to perform. Their life is rich and substantial. In his whole life, every day of his mother is meaningful, so life will have no regrets. She prepared everything well and cleaned everything up. Now, she faces the wind and rain of life with ease and looks at the vicissitudes and changes peacefully. She has made all preparations for death. I couldn’t accept my mother’s filial piety from the beginning. However, she told me with her actions that she would face it sooner or later, which was inevitable for no one to avoid. Therefore, I let myself learn to be calm and accept. Some people say that death is another form of life. Some people say that death is actually not terrible. It is a person’s journey. No matter which statement it is, it indicates that it is another kind of life, which is unknown to the living. No life will be safe and smooth, sad or happy, sad or sad, sad or lost in its life. Life is the process of experiencing joys and sorrows, and death, it is to stop all the habits that have been used to and go to a strange place, that is a person’s travel, or, that is another form of life, that is, very good, finally, we can abandon everything that we give up and those that are hard to give up, and fall into a dream peacefully. 2011 nian 12 yue 10 ri night Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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All kinds of life [literature monthly]]

Rest on weekends, but don’t sleep late. I don’t know whether my body has special potential or something else. As the sunlight passes through the clouds and penetrates my eyelids, I am like a cursed ghost. I stand up straight and turn on the computer, it seems that I am carrying out some secret things, and I don’t know. Perhaps in the dream, the subconscious impulse is still causing trouble. Wander around Kaixin website to see if my flowers have been stolen by others; See if my friends are hungry again; See who has entered my world; look at who planted our plants here in my heart of love. What others planted for themselves will be harvested immediately for fear of being stolen when they are ripe. But after harvest, but I think it is empty, and perhaps the best wish is to see some friends growing something here just after the harvest. That kind of happiness, I think, should be the most beautiful color this morning. Each individual of life is independent, but has such and such connection with the world. My heart is so unique and independent that I will never feel lonely. But in this eastern coastal city, I left my hometown, seeking my own dream and staying away from friends and relatives. Independent me often feel a burst of inexplicable sadness. For us, career and affection are enough to constitute the whole life. All our happiness, anger, sadness and joy come from them. Perhaps most people could not understand that Mencius had a great responsibility to the people of the country, so he must first suffer his mind, and his complaints and resentment always spread over the whole sky like clouds scattered away, it makes people breathless. Looking through the classmate’s diary, I saw that she just got a marriage certificate, and I was very happy for her. Yes, as she said, I didn’t expect to get married so soon. Life is like a river, galloping and moving forward forever. We are trapped in the complexity of life all day long. Only in a trance can we understand that we have experienced so much, it has stepped from one stage to another. People can’t see themselves clearly, maybe it is because there are too few opportunities to turn back? Looking at my classmate’s talk and those two red books representing the beginning of a new life, I fell into the reverie of life and my own life. At that time, my younger brother called and said he was going to be a salesman on the train. My heart fell into another kind of thinking again. As for my younger brother, I hope he can find a good job. Nowadays, especially this year, the society’s challenge to college students has fallen into an unprecedented tense situation. As the younger brother who graduated from junior college, he was restricted by his education background every time he went to the job fair. I don’t know what kind of thoughts he has, but I clearly understand that if it were me, I am feel very uncomfortable, maybe I can’t accept it, because I have too high requirements for life. My psychological endurance to social pressure may still be very low. I always want to be stable in a certain position or a certain corner. Live a stable life, and once thought extravagantly that even if so, you should have a beautiful love. I am know how to sell on trains. That was a very bitter thing. There were so many people on the train, so narrow the lane, and they had to work until more than eleven o’clock every night. Wandering in the passageway of the train all day long. Every time I took the train, I would cast a favorable eye on these people. Maybe I didn’t really understand all kinds of people in the society. Their lives, their pursuits, and their importance. I said to my brother, it’s up to you. Don’t work too hard. As a brother, I don’t know what I can do to help him at this time. I just feel that he has grown up and I feel that I have nothing to help him now. Like (prose editor: prose online) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…