The long life of life is full of traces of time, and it also leaves a lot of mental journeys, so that we can deeply understand the true meaning of life.

In the early morning, the red sun slowly emerged from the distant sky, and after a while, the morning glow sprinkled all over the earth, and this bustling Los Angeles metropolis was already bustling.

She fell asleep in the hospital bed, suddenly shivered, screamed, and woke up from a nightmare, her forehead covered with beads of sweat.

She looked at the whole ward, it was very quiet, he didn't know where to go, she said to herself, "It's a dream." ”

After looking at the time, it was past 7 o'clock in the morning, and there were already nurses in the corridor of Xiao Nian whispering about work, talking about patients, the body temperature of this bed, and the blood pressure of that bed, which seemed to be some of the usual terms in the hospital.

She looked at her phone and wanted to call her father at home, but she hung up after several times, and she still didn't have the courage to dial.

"Are you awake?" he pushed the door in, looking at Xia Qing, who had woken up and was sitting on the bed.

"Well, what time will it be sent for cremation?" Xia Qing looked at him and asked.

He held two breakfasts in his hand, handed one to her and said, "Let's eat breakfast first, and only when we are full will we have the energy to send my mother away, she doesn't like to look listless." ”

Xia Qing took the breakfast, she hadn't eaten for two days, she didn't seem to feel hungry yet, and she didn't have an appetite when she put it to her mouth.

"Eat it, it's the best burger in Los Angeles, I got up early to buy it, there was a long queue, and my mother used to love it. He stood by the window, looking at the winter sun, with one hand in his trouser pocket and the other in his hamburger.

Looking at his appearance, it is also difficult to swallow in his mouth, and the hamburger is all in his mouth, wrapping a big mouthful.

Xia Qing heard that her mother liked to eat it, so she began to eat it in a big gulp, and she ate the whole hamburger in two minutes, and silently thought in her heart that although her mother was no longer there, she couldn't fall here in order for her mother to return to China.

He looked at her silently, with a pack of unswallowed burgers in his mouth, stupidly where was it, and he had forgotten that he still had uneaten burgers in his hands.

“Are you ok? Do I need to stay in the hospital?” (Are you alright?Do you need to stay in the hospital?) The doctor suddenly came in through the door, looked at her and said.

“No hospitalization， thank you!” (No need to be hospitalized, thank you!) Xia Qing replied.

Despite that, the doctor in charge took her temperature and blood pressure, and when she was normal, the doctor opened the door with the nurses.

Xia Qing thought silently in his heart: Actually, you don't need to be hospitalized, but you don't know where to go, you just rent a room to sleep.

It didn't take long for a nurse to come and tell them they could pack their things and go through the discharge procedures, and that a patient would be admitted soon.

Sure enough, the hospital's business was the best, and it was willing to take money to buy guilt.

Xia Qing looked at the room, as if there was nothing to pack up, only a simple hair backpack.

"You wait for me here, I'll go through the discharge procedures, and we're going to send my mother away when it's done." He said to her.

"You wait a minute?" Xia Qing suddenly stopped him.

He paused, looked sideways at her and said, "Is there anything else?"

"I'm going with you. As she spoke, she wore the shoes that had turned from white to black in the past few days, and even the laces had turned into jet-black black hair.

In fact, she didn't necessarily want to go, she just didn't want to stay alone in this empty hospital room, feeling extremely desolate.

She followed his footsteps in the hospital to go through the discharge procedures, and in the signature column on the list, she saw his signature, "Xia Yang".

She suddenly thought in her heart, Xia Qing, Xia Yang! Could it be the name his mother gave him, but the younger brother born to his father and aunt is also called Xia Yang, could it be that these two people will have such a good tacit understanding thousands of miles apart, and they can think of a name.

The car that came to pick up from the crematorium, not fast or slow, just the right rhythm, just the right time appeared at the door of the morgue, as soon as the car door opened, several people in professional clothes, wearing gloves, sent her mother to the car like this, and could only look at the whole human body wrapped in a layer of white cloth.

They followed the car to the crematorium, where there were many cries, and saw too much of the true meaning of life, it turned out that life is not long, sometimes he is also very short, so short that we have not lived well, and left this unknown world in a blink of an eye.

It turns out that life, no matter how we treat life, or how we look at time, the many encounters we have experienced belong to our years, it is like time is always there, and it has been constantly lost.

Xia Qing has been silently looking at her mother for the last time, at this time there are no tears, there is no crying, and the sound of crying rings in her ears and around her, thinking about Xia Yang standing next to her, she never knows what her parents look like, she seems to be much luckier.

The staff quickly pushed her mother in, and then Xia Yang pulled the staff who were walking, and took out an old photo from the pocket of her clothes, which was a family photo of Xia Qing when she was very young, and it was so old that it faded to the point of fading, and the figure was not very clear, Xia Qing on it was sitting in her mother's arms, and her father's warm smile.

"Burn this picture as well," he told the staff.

Xia Qing stepped forward and stretched out his hand to take the photo, but he suddenly shrank back and said to her, "At this time, my mother ordered this photo to accompany her." ”

"I didn't say I wouldn't burn it, I just wanted to see it, let me take a picture!" she said to him.

He gave the photo directly to the staff and said to her, "I have already taken a picture of you, and I have printed many of them." ”

The person who was pushed forward soon came out of an urn, and after a long few decades, it seemed that there was nothing left in the end.

Xia Qing thought in his heart, maybe it will be a few decades, maybe it won't take a few decades, such a pile of ashes is the last proof we have left in this world, at that time, the living thing is a kind of torment, and the dead have fallen into peace, and there is no longer any need to worry about this long life.

She hugged the box, only to find that her mother was quietly in her arms at the moment, no longer having to wait, no longer worrying about not having the opportunity to hug her daughter.

At this moment, at this moment, at a certain time in the past few days, she has seen this life more clearly, more thoroughly, and farther, and understands that the years are long, and there is no need to panic.

Everyone still has to have some yearning after all, just like her mother resolutely left the yearning to pursue her, although she failed, she didn't live very well, and she didn't develop into what she wanted, this is life

Like walking through the four seasons of life, when the sun sets, you will draw a perfect end for yourself, and you will go back and forth in the journey of life, and live up to the grace of time and the gift of time.

A life is too short, a life is too long, life is too precious, life is too fragile, try your best to do what you love, pursue what you want, and don't settle for the rest of your life, and don't look back on the past.