Death should always be faced.

When he was young, Amma's stomach hurt, and Mo Feng would cry. Because they don't know how people die and how they disappear. I don't understand, so I'm scared.

Saying that children can't watch horror movies is really.

At that time, it was dark, and the wind blowing by the window could make Mo Feng so frightened that he couldn't sleep. When I am alone at night, I always feel that there is someone hiding in the closet and someone under the bed.

And then if it does, what can it be? There is only boundless fear.

I don't know the back. How did Mo Feng become cold-blooded.

Mo Feng will feel sorry for the people who have passed away around him, but what can he do.

When Mo Feng's grandfather left, Mo Feng couldn't see the last sight because he participated in the dance performance. At that time, Mo Feng didn't know what the funeral was like.

Mo Feng doesn't know how to socialize, he is afraid of that kind of occasion, and he is afraid that he will be indecent.

Then in my heart, I will secretly rejoice that there is an excuse that everyone thinks is right.

In fact, it is also, the world of adults, except for the big family that is very particular. In a small family, children are always more important than the elderly. The departure of the old man is not as good as the future of the child.

At that time, Mo Feng would not comfort himself so much, so he secretly felt guilty in his heart. I feel ashamed of my little rejoicing.

Later, it was the grandmother who loved Mo Feng very much.

Mo Feng felt so sorry. It should have been when he was a child, and Mo Feng, who was still a doll, would run barefoot, run across the small bridge, and shout loudly for his grandmother.

After that, I called grandma again, and there was no longer that kind of kindness and naturalness. Hey, children learn from adults, and they are always clumsy. Thinking of those clumsy days. Mo Feng couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart...... Sigh.

Mo Feng always felt that his acting skills were so clumsy, he didn't have the pure innocence of a child at all, and the old people shouldn't like him.

Maybe I liked it today, but after I didn't perform well, I didn't like it anymore.

Therefore, every time I see my grandmother hurting herself so much, I am always very happy and apologetic.

However, the companionship of the world is always short-lived, how can you expect it.

The elderly were found to be terminally ill of cancer, and rural people were generally superstitious and optimistic.

If you don't tell the old man, the old man already understands it in his heart.

Then there's the loss of what you can see. Mo Feng didn't expect it to be so fast.

This is the memory of grandma, a generation later, and even Mo Feng began to remember the world, the memory of the grandmother who brought herself when she was a child, and she didn't have it, and she didn't remember it. It was Mo Fengzhi who grew up in the past few years, and when he saw the grandmother who smiled happily when he saw him, he realized that the old man really loved these children and grandchildren.

An old man who was rarely seen later disappeared.

Mo Feng felt that the meaning of returning to his hometown for the New Year was almost gone.

But people, sometimes, there are things that you really can't grasp.

Mo Feng still remembers the day before his grandmother left, the painful appearance in the chemotherapy room. At that time, the grandmother, who didn't have much strength, said to Mo Feng that there were apples over there.

Later, Mo Feng will try his best to accompany his grandmother, because the person who cherishes should try to live again, accompany him together, and try to be thoughtful for him.

In this way, if the day of loss comes, at least there will be no hatred or regret in the tears.

When Mo Feng was at home, when he saw Daddy coming back, he shook his head and said that Grandma was gone.

The subsequent funeral saw a lot of fresh faces, and the musician came. It seems to be three days or a few days, it goes on.

The aunt cried very hard, and the man would frown and say, okay, you have to pay attention to your body too.

For many days after that, my aunt could not contain the sadness in her heart.

It is understandable that there are so many memories of mother and daughter together. It seems that the hard days are just getting better, if we can have time together.

In short, a cancer is not up to anyone.

Compared with the curtain call of the person, many things about that person may be fading with the fireworks no matter how much the surrounding neighbors say.

Since then, there has been less reason to go back to his hometown during the Chinese New Year, and Mo Feng can't do anything.

Mo Feng later started raising pigeons again, thinking of that Ah Ash, Mo Feng pulled a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, when he first met Ah Ash, Mo Feng was a naïve girl, and he had just come out of the shadow of Pippi's departure. I tried to keep it again.

Mo Feng is very skilled, for a pigeon, how to maintain its health. So Ah Ash is very long-lived.

When Mo Feng and Ah Ash said goodbye, it was Mo Feng who chose it himself, and they had been together for six years, and they didn't want to be together.

Mo Feng recalled, did she have any other choice?

It doesn't seem to change if you try it again. Mo Feng knows that a pigeon will have its lifespan, and it is better to decide for himself than to let the sky decide.

There was less that could have been set, and this sense of helplessness followed Mo Feng for a long time.

The first time Ash was injured was when Mo Feng's essay won the award, Mo Feng's essay has always been bad, but he won the award because of the article describing pigeons.

That day, the fan turned again, and when it was in the previous first gear, Ah Ash's companion crashed into it and dropped a pigeon feather.

This time it's sixth gear.

Inertial thinking, for people, for ash, is the same.

Usually when the fan is stopped, Ash and his companions always like to fly to the pendulum and stop, and at this moment, it is spinning. Ash made the same mistake as his companion.

That hit, sixth gear, Ah Ash, folded off. Never flew again.

But Ash didn't mean that. Later, for many days after recovery, it was always customary to stretch my wings and jump to take off.

It may not remember that it can't fly. But that's probably a good thing. That way you won't be too sad.

It used to have blue skies, but it's good to see later.

When Ah Ash just fell, there was a lot of hair. It cowered and burrowed under its chair, like all frightened and injured humans, trying to find a small place to escape the fright.

Then Mo Feng, who was stunned, hugged him.

The shape of the wings, Mo Feng couldn't remember. I just know that I cried.

In those days, Ah Ash was nested and had no appetite.

Ah Ash's favorite thing on weekdays is melon seeds. I don't like to eat wheat or something, but when I see melon seeds, I still remember it, and I have to bite two bites when it hurts.

That's how those days passed.

Mo Feng still remembers it vividly.

Mo Feng never felt that it was a very wrong decision to choose to say goodbye to Ah Ash after six years.

Mo Feng couldn't think of a better choice.

Mo Feng always remembers Ah Ash's voice and smile, and when he thinks of those details, Mo Feng, who is busy forgetting on weekdays, still feels that its touch is so real.

When Mo Feng knew how to love small animals, the two pigeons he really encountered were White Pippi and this Ah Gray.

Mo Feng felt that after that, he had more human friends, and he really didn't need animals anymore.

Ash and Pippi's position may not be replaced.

The happiest thing is Pippi, who has received so much care, is so domineering, and walks so suddenly, which makes Mo Feng cry bitterly for two months.

And Ah Ash, what should Mo Feng do to it, he can only say that he has loved it.

It's just that the life span of pigeons is destined not to be compared with people, Mo Feng is also growing up, learning to face death, and learning to be able to decide something indifferently by himself.

What if Ah Ash hadn't met Mo Feng?

Ash was originally a meat pigeon.

Ah Ash who has spent six or seven years more, Mo Feng wants to say, even if the last heart is like this. If it is in a different place, Mo Feng is willing to be the ash that was bought back at the beginning.

Thinking about it later, every pigeon has its own life.

Long or short. The process of life should not be too bad, be able to release your nature, and also soar through the blue sky. He has bitten his master's hand and shown his love for his master's hand many times.

That's pretty much it.

Mo Feng went home several times and passed by the shop that killed chickens and ducks and sold pigeons.

I saw the little white dove, counting up the shelves in the third row at the bottom.

Skinny and small.

Mo Feng remembered that someone had told her that your pigeon is so big.

Yes, I have been raising it for so many years, of course, it is a big one.

Mo Feng is sometimes very rational, and if he can't get high, he will feel that he is very dark.

That's what life has brought her.

It makes her happy and unhappy, with a little bit of depression.

For example, she loves her grandmother, and she will speak ill of her grandmother.

Mo Feng would also scream, and then blame himself for being too impulsive.

Gradually, I learned more things and truths.

Mo Feng also tried to call himself and look at the loss calmly.

Don't be angry, this is life!