(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)