(170) Brother Hua, if you are still alive

The year is over again

You hurried back from Dalian

Sweaty receipts

Full of homesickness and the precipitation of visiting relatives

Looking forward to the joy of his son's wedding

January 27, 2013

It's the time for my son's wedding

Braving the bitter cold

Against the wind and snow

I came to the small border city - Fuyuan

There was a jubilation

You're neatly dressed

In the pink of health

The wrinkles at the corners of the eyes have been stretched

Look at the couple who bow to you

Your hanging heart has finally fallen

A happy smile bloomed on his face

Chinese New Year

You cook it yourself

Cook a table of delicious dishes

Relatives and families gather together

Push the cup and change the lamp

Laughing

Beautiful day

Happiness knows no bounds

You're still so pleasant

You're still so considerate

You're still so talkative and gentle

You're still so talented

It's just after this reunion

You quietly go out alone

One step at a time

The eyes are so reluctant

It's so helpless again

You go faster and faster

No looking back

Until in front of a cemetery on Sifeng Mountain

You're gone

I saw that the tombstone was engraved with -

The tomb of his loving father Xiao Zhenhua

Erected on February 6, 2011

(Sunday, February 3, 2013)