Comrade Jia Yuhao:

The day before yesterday, my child and I went to see you, you know, right?

In the cemetery, there are a lot of people, most of them are a large family, young and old, who go to worship their ancestors. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone also talked and laughed, not necessarily sad.

And my child and I are alone, and we have a pain that we can never let go.

It's been six years! It's been a long time, but your voice and smile have not faded in my memory, and they have always come out of my thoughts, words and deeds.

I don't want to give my child too much pain, I have been alone to see you in the past few years, this year the child has entered high school and grown up, I hope she will see you, think about life, and give herself a little more responsibility.

When I watched the child cry bitterly and said, "Dad, I miss you so much", my heart was like a knife. You have given us the best favor in the world, but you have also done us the greatest harm in the world.

It's useless to say anything, everything has long been powerless. Only grit your teeth and get through the days when this is not the day.

Yesterday, when I saw the small quilt that my grandmother helped sew when the child was born, I felt sad: my grandmother was no longer there.

Yesterday, Yuyu called me, I asked what was the matter, and he said: "Auntie, I'm fine, it's just that I know that today is the Qingming Festival, so I'll give you a call." "He was afraid that I would fall into sadness. Mom, they hurt me, and I didn't dare to say anything in front of me that might hurt me.

I know their hearts, and my nephew's intentions are to comfort him, and he feels that it is better to say it than to be sad in his heart. My mother was silent about how worried and distressed she was, but she took care of me carefully, lest one accidentally make me sad.

And in front of them, I am strong, even indestructible.

And my pain can only be tasted and swallowed slowly by myself. This life has come to an end with your departure.

To be alive is to be alive.

I thought you'd come back in the next two days, but you didn't.

But before the Qingming Festival, you came back every night, did you just ask for some offerings?

Alas, you are no longer mine, no longer us, no longer of this world, I should understand that.

What I can't let go of is missing, it's myself who tortures, you are long gone, no longer my lover.

It's time for me to plan for my old age.

It's been six years, and I've spent six years in ignorance. In the past six years, I have actually done a lot of things, but I don't seem to remember it, just live like this day by day. If you go on like this, you won't need anything for the rest of your life, right?

And to live is to plan for life, firewood, rice, oil, salt, old and small things still have to worry about and work, you are gone, all the trivial things I should worry about have to worry about, it turns out that you have to worry about the big events you have to worry about me, tired! not ordinary tired.

And as fate would have it, I had to bear it all for the sake of loving my loved ones.

That day, after seeing you, all the money and property brought to you were burned, but when I got up and went home, I felt that my legs did not have any strength to walk, and my whole body was as unsupported as if I had been scattered. The child also suddenly squatted down and covered his stomach and said that his stomach hurt. Did you tell us that we came to see you?

There are Spring Festival, Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, your death day, our wedding anniversary, Mid-Autumn Festival, these days that can't be avoided make me miserable, every day comes, I am like a dying person, and I have to desperately gasp for breath to save my life, but also pretend to be idle, in order not to bring sadness to the child, I also know that she may be the same as me in her heart, we tacitly act with each other.

And the bitter thoughts and pains in the dead of night shattered all the pretense and strength, and I was alone in this lonely world to lick the wounds that I didn't want to show.

I have cried in pain, and I have to face life with my head held high.

I don't have any excuse to slack off and shirk.

I know that it doesn't matter to me whether you come or not, if you have a spirit, bless your child with a safe life.

Thoughts are never-ending and meaningless.

XW

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