Feeling of Falling Leaves (November 2008)

-- Caused by the death of the Sichuan earthquake

The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, and the ground is full of rehmannia.

Life is the same, life and death are hesitant.

Death of Tragic Tie'er (November 2008)

When I first heard the bad news, I was shocked, and I beat my chest and slashed my heart.

In this life there is only one child, and in the next life you must have two children and grandchildren.

Pandas have people who have been raised, and the landslide car was swallowed.

The sky has a biased eye, deliberately playing tricks on the white-haired people!

Nostalgia (November 2008)

I have a son named Ah Tie, and the Wenchuan earthquake killed Huangquan.

Five out of thirty are young, and it is in vain to start a business.

Quick thinking, able to speak, ambitious in the heart.

**On the head of the beloved daughter, the strict father and mother sit in front of the hall.

What is the merit or demerit is enough, a inheritance of blood is forever connected.

Smelling the Foundlings (November 2008)

The companion is angry, and the daughter-in-law abandons the children.

Hearing this, he was also sad and angry, but he didn't expect it to be sudden.

It's a pity that the child is in the day, giving love and care.

Self-dwarf three cents, listen to the woman drink and call.

Eat and drink dishes and chopsticks, and take care of a family affair.

Although there is a thousand kinds of love, the daughter-in-law is not satisfied.

The bones are still cold, and they are no longer in the picture.

Tell the world to come and listen to my instructions:

Loving before death, who is the wife after death?

Love and righteousness live forever, but there are parents.

Yongjue (November 2008)

It was raining and the ground was slippery, and the parents went to their children's house.

The Ming Dynasty was originally my father's birthday, and tonight is the first day to spend leisure.

Five plates and six plates are in the closet, and one clothes and two wines are honored to Dad.

After the banquet, he boarded the bus and went out, and never saw his mother again.

New Year's Day (January 2009)

On the first day of last year, the New Year was celebrated with the female general.

Ask the cold and warm to do your filial piety, eat and drink, and have an evening feast.

This year, there is no shadow today, and the dream of the future life will come true.

The transportation of the canopy is ill-fated, and the loss of a child in old age is pitiful!

Painful Death (January 2009)

My son died in the epicenter of Sichuan, but the sad family was broken and the children were empty.

Relatives and friends took care of me and took pity on me when I was killed.

My nephew and nephew are very close, comforting me to be lonely and old.

It is not its own children at the closest, and it is not at home at home.

The Tragic Death of a Son (January 2009)

After the celebration banquet, I took the car back, closed my eyes and smiled slightly.

There was a sound of landslides and cracks, and the earth and rocks were buried into ancient piles.

Frightened and impermanent, desperate and suffocating and heart-wrenching.

When to swallow the yang qi, the torment and tragic death will not return.

Spring Festival Si'er (Chinese New Year's Eve 2009)

The sound of cannons during the Spring Festival is loud, and every household laughs.

Thousands of miles away from home, men, women and children will be affectionate.

Only my family is sad, and my son is in the epicenter of Sichuan.

A family of five is missing, and the family is reunited.

Anniversary (May 2009)

On the first anniversary of the Wenchuan earthquake, the memorial service came to the front of the minister.

Mixed feelings turned into tears, and the life and death of the deceased child were pitiful.

worked hard to create a family business before his death, and was tragically tormented when he died.

The bones have not returned to the hometown, and the soul should be, and the body of the mountain is left in Sichuan.

Anniversary (May 2009)

On the anniversary day of "May 12", the old mother cried in front of the photo.

The relationship between mother and son is still there today, and it will last forever in heaven and earth.