Even if a person lives to be 80 years old, we still have 60 years, and we still have close to 70 years for elementary school.

But there are always surprises, don't they? There's always going to be a bad life, isn't it? God doesn't seem to want you to have a happy and smooth journey, so you stuck forever in the summer of 2012, the year you graduated.

The summer vacation of my graduation from elementary school was one of my happiest and most sad experiences. The happy thing is that I finally went out, I can see the outside world, that is, I went to my parents' side for the first time in the summer of that year - Guangdong.

Although the relationship with them is still not close, I am alone at home when they go to work, and there are friends nearby, so I am very happy!

It was sad that I experienced for the first time the loss of my peers, which my grandmother told me when I came back from out of town.

She asked me, "Is that who is a classmate in your class?" I said yes, what's wrong? Then I thought it might be fake news.

But when my grandmother said that she went to play in the water, she didn't know that there was electricity in it, so she died suddenly. I began to feel like a real event, but how did he, such a seemingly quiet boy, go like this?

When I met him, we were all relatively tall, and we all sat in the back.

Everyone played together, chatted together, joked together, and talked and laughed together. In my memory, he was a very quiet, very sensible, very sensible boy who loved his mother very much, because he was the only child in the family.

When he was studying, his mother accompanied him to the house he rented near the school, and we would sometimes meet on the street and say hello, and later his mother also knew me.

We didn't have anything memorable, just so plain but not lacking companionship through our elementary school.

Later, I just thought we should see you again, because our junior high school is divided into schools according to districts, and we should be in the same school.

But the world is unpredictable, and I don't know who will come first tomorrow or the accident. At that time, we didn't know if it was safe there, maybe we saw that swimming was forbidden, and we always wanted to go down and see what was forbidden without the company of an adult; At that time, although we may often have quarreled with our parents and the people closest to us, we never thought of leaving them to look at the cold photos; At that time, our grades were not very top-notch, and we would ask our parents to go to school to be disciplined by teachers, but we were still young, and we always wanted to grow up to be astronauts and fly to outer space with our parents.

。。。。。 Later, I flipped through the graduation photos, watched my classmates record me and chose to tear out that page, tear off the page he wrote, and learn to burn paper for a deceased relative during the Chinese New Year, I burned that page, hoping that he could remember the few but very happy times in the world.

After I found out about it, I would still see his mother on the street, and my grandmother said that his mother seemed to have bought a house in our town.

I think it's because she can't bear it, and there are so many good times here that her dear son spends with her.

How is Auntie doing now? I don't know, it's like the recent issue of "Seeing Words Like Faces", there is a letter in it that is Mark. Twain wrote that the death of his daughter had him write 50,000 words a year, and the host finally said, "The pain of losing your own child is unrecoverable, and may never get better." "There are four types of sadness about death: the loss of a mother at an early age, the loss of a father at a young age, the widowhood of middle age, and the loss of a child in old age.

But this happens all the time, and we can't predict it, we can't stop it. So only cherish the present and say a word to the people you love the most

"I love you."