Zhang Zheng said: "Okay, Sister Xia, I'll read it out slowly, if there is anything unclear, you can just bring it up. The following is the full text of the memorial text: The sacrifice of the ancestors went to spring and autumn, and ten years passed in a blink of an eye. The spring is not there, the flowers are gone, the people go to the empty building, and the love is unforgettable. The bamboo of the South Mountain, it is difficult to write the great love of the grandfather who is as high as the mountain and as deep as the sea; Dipping in the water of the three rivers, it is difficult to write about the selfless nurturing feelings of the parents. Only let the crystal tears condense into words and treasure them in the bottom of my heart: the year of dancing spoons is gone, and the year of standing is returning.

The scenery is still the same, the things are not people, and there are two boundless life and death in ten years.

Two tombs, one billet loess, are even more desolate after the wind and rain.

When the sheep is not gone, Nanshan Gang, seeing things and thinking about feelings, bursts of pain and broken intestines.

Relatives are hard to find, the ancestors lie in the ground, yin and yang are separated, there is no word for each other, only a thousand tears.

Reminiscing about the past, we are in the same boat, and we have tasted the joys and sorrows together.

My mother taught me literacy, my father taught etiquette, and my grandfather taught me words, which was a happy time.

However, the blessing is incomparable, the disaster is not a single line, the parents died, the grandfather drove the crane to the west, and the beam fell down, leaving a pair of children.

How miserable? How sad is it?

Sue Qingshan and tears in his eyes, near the Hanhai and hate lingeringly, empty and hateful!

Thinking about it now, it is difficult to see the voice and smile of the ancestors, only the melancholy of the eyes.

The sheep has the grace of kneeling and breastfeeding, and the crow has the feeling of feeding, not to mention the people? The son is not filial, the grandson is helpless, he fails to serve on the side of the bed, leaving filial piety, and the kindness is difficult to repay!

Now the paper ash is swaying, the green smoke is curling, where are the ancestors? Repent, for going abroad to other relatives. Pain, unable to accompany day and night. Sad, choked unbearably, tears filled his eyes.

Grandpa is as kind as the sky, a loving mother is as kind as a mountain, and a loving father is as kind as the sea.

The child is an adult, has a successful career, wants to be filial, wants to repay the favor, and the relatives are not there, the green mountains hang their heads, the green water whimpers, a sadness, two lines of tears, and the heart is like a knife.

The sky is vast, the earth is vast, I cry for my ancestors, I don't listen to the thousands of calls, beat my chest and tears.

The paper is short and long, the pen is clumsy, very talented, and the grandfather is not able to express the grace of dripping water, thousands of tears, and it is difficult to repay the feelings of parenting. The grief is unbearable, the thoughts are difficult to discharge, and there are only a few words, the pain of lovesickness is vented, and the sorrow of remembrance is condemned.

I pray that the ancestors will come to my dreams frequently, listen to the training, and see the true face. Indeed, I wish it was enough! Alas! Fu Wei is still feasting!

Grandchildren and granddaughters pay tribute to their grandfather's sons, and daughters pay tribute to their parents and sisters, this is the memorial text, how about it? ”

"Woo! Woo! Woo! ”

Before the four women could finish listening to the sacrifice, they were already in tears and whimpering.

"Zhang Shaojie's family is too ...... It's miserable! Woo! Charlene said.

"This is really a blessing, the misfortune is not a single line, the life experience of Brother Zhang and Sister Xiaohui is too sympathetic, a good family, just gone, it's too miserable! Woo! Xie Shiran said.

"My mother taught me to read and write, my father taught me etiquette, my grandfather raised me words, what a happy family, how can I say that it is gone? Woo! Lin Xueting said.

"I always lamented that my good situation was too miserable, my situation was too miserable, and I couldn't imagine that Brother Zhang was worse than me, how could this be? This is so unfair! Woo! Li Yanhong said with a whimper.

"What does this year of dancing spoons mean?" Charlene asked.

"Boys between the ages of 13 and 15 are called the years of the spoon. It shows that Zhang Shaojie went abroad at this age. Zhang Zheng explained.

"What do you mean when you are not a sheep?" Li Yanhong asked.

"In ancient times, the day was divided into twelve hours, and the hours were named according to the time of the animals in the zodiac. Usually the sheep graze between 1 p.m. and 3 p.m., which is called the 'time of the sheep'. It shows that Zhang Shaojie and they paid tribute during this time. Zhang Zheng introduced.

"Woo! Woo! Woo! ”

The four beauties were still whimpering with snot and tears, and they were deeply saddened by the tragic situation and life experience of Zhang Shaojie's brothers and sisters.

"I said a few sisters, don't be sad, as the saying goes, the brothers and sisters are here, they meet and smile like the sea, things have passed, their brothers and sisters have finally met, is this a great thing, should be happy."

Zhang Zheng saw that the four best beauties were sad about their brothers and sisters, and he was very excited and grateful, so he persuaded each other.

"Get out, you don't have a backache when you stand and talk, what if you are at the scene and see this earth-shaking scene?" Charlene said politely.

"Of course, like Zhang Shaojie, I hugged my sister and cried." Zhang Zheng said.

"You kid still have a conscience, don't you? What are you doing with Xiaohui? You want to take advantage of other people's little beauties, don't you? Charlene said.

"How can it? It's true that she is Zhang Shaojie's sister, isn't she also my sister? Zhang Zheng replied.

"You kid thinks about good things and wants to go crazy, don't you? Can this sister be recognized casually? Charlene said disdainfully.

"Zhang Shaojie and I are both surnamed Zhang, and we are both heroes, as the saying goes, do heroes cherish each other? So, naturally, his sister is also my sister. Besides, what's wrong with just recognizing a sister? Don't I still think you're a good sister? Zhang Zheng said with a smile.