She doesn't have too many concepts of life and death, and in her impression, adults say that a person will die with the word "no", perhaps the word death represents the end of life, but the word no carries all the regrets of the living.

Grandma's funeral was different from Xia Xiaowu's thoughts, the house was on the fifth floor, but many sheds had to be built on the platform on the first floor. Mother Xia took her all the way to the fifth floor, which was also different from usual. The corridors are still brightly lit at night, and the adults say that those lights that are always on, called everlasting lights, can guide the way for the deceased.

But grandma shouldn't get lost, and she can find this road with her eyes closed. When Xia Xiaowu was a child, grandma liked to say the most: Xiaowu, hold grandma's hand, don't get lost.

But today, my grandmother is lost.

The people in the room had red and swollen eyes, but none of them were crying. There were many people who came to mourn, most of them were very face-to-face, and only the little fifth father could say their names accurately. As the eldest son of this family, the fifth father listened to his grandfather's words not to cry, so he really couldn't help but not shed a single tear, and even entertained the guests with a smile.

The children sat together, and the adults said that there would be choking smoke when burning ingots, and they were not allowed to go out. They all lowered their heads, as if they were sensible, and no one said they were bored, looking at their shoes, looking at the floor, and listening to the movement outside with their ears pricked up. It seems that only the silence at this moment can make them better remember the appearance of their grandmother......

The little piano on the wooden cabinet was not bought by grandma, but once Xiao Wu went out with grandma and saw two small pianos on the side of the road, which grandma picked up. At that time, the old people were always reluctant to give up things, looking at the things that others didn't want on the side of the road, and always going to see if there were any good goods. And that little piano is.

Little Fifth Dad didn't like Grandma to do this kind of thing, so Grandma secretly took it back every time, then wiped it clean and put it on the top of the cabinet. That's a secret that kids and grandmothers know.

Xia Xiaowu liked the piano very much, because her grandmother wiped it so clean that she could hardly tell that she had picked it up. A few keys on the piano were broken, and my grandmother would avoid those keys and play a simple nursery rhyme, two tigers or an ode to joy. In short, as long as Xiao Wu wants to listen, grandma will play it for her, although sometimes she feels bored, but she still pesters grandma around.

"Little Wu, do you want to eat something?" My cousin brought her a few pieces of dried tofu, and at that time, as long as there was a funeral, there would be dried tofu at home.

Children always like to eat these things dry, and the elders in the family have no time to take care of them, so they only let the older cousin take care of them.

"Cousin, grandma is gone......"

"Well, it's gone."

"Why?"

"It seems to be a heart attack, and it was gone when I was sent to the hospital."

"Cousin, but grandma was fine before."

"Little Five." She gave Xiao Wu another piece of dried tofu, "Who do you think is the saddest person here?" ”

"Dad, and aunts, uncles, and grandpa."

"Are they crying?" Xiao Wu shook his head.

"That's because they don't want grandma to be upset at the last minute. A mother is always a mother, and in the eyes of mothers all over the world, children will always be children. A famous person once said that death is not the loss of life, but the step out of time. I thought, grandma might ......."

Xiao Wu didn't understand it very well, but he couldn't help crying with a sore nose, crying was ugly, the kind of look that wanted to cry out but couldn't help it, it was really ugly. My cousin kept holding her, and the children there also had red noses one by one.

Perhaps only when we grow up will we understand that no matter how old we are, children will always be children, and parents will always be parents.

On that day, Xia's mother and the little fifth father stayed in the mourning hall to keep vigil, and a large number of the remaining children slept in the back room. This night, she couldn't sleep well, fell asleep, woke up again, repeated several times, and slept in a daze until dawn.

On that day, Xia Xiaowu was very afraid, and for the first time understood that what was 10,000 times more terrible than the exam was parting.

"Little Five...... After Dad, there will be no Mom. She remembered clearly what the little fifth father said on the night of the first seven. With red eyes, he stood downstairs looking at the window where no one was looking again.

"Remember, Little Five?" Little Fifth Father sighed, "Every time your grandmother used to stand there and watch us ride past, and then wave to us...... In the future, there will never be again. ”

Xiao Wu leaned on his father's back, listening to the sentence "never again", his eyes moistened again, and he listened to his father's heart beating slowly, and he hugged his hands tighter.

The grandmother, who was once slightly chubby, was finally put into the small box, and when she saw that only ashes and unburned bones remained, the adults finally couldn't help crying, some hugged each other, and some simply sat on the ground and cried. But they still don't forget to cry and tell us: Child, don't cry!

Because, death is not the loss of life, but the exit from time.

Xia Xiaowu......

"Xia Xiaowu......" was poked several times in the back, and a week has passed since this incident, and I still feel shaken when I think about it.

Jing Fanhua asked, "Let's go find the four-leaf clover together after class?" ”

At that time, the four-leaf clover represented luck, and we did not resist feudal superstition, always believing that lucky things could really bring luck, just like a special pen for exams, lucky T-shirts, lucky numbers, etc., although naïve, but there was hope in our hearts, which was not a bad thing.

And the so-called four-leaf clover, I later learned that its scientific name is safflower sorrel. It is said that the clover brings love and the four-leaf clover brings luck, but it is thankful to have a four-leaf clover in a flower bed.

"Little Five...... Did you find it? "Almost the whole person has to be planted in the flower bed.

Xia Xiaowu shook his head, this is probably love is easy to find, luck is hard to find, as far as the eye can see, there is only clover.

At that time, Xia Xiaowu came to find luck after almost every class, even the free activities of physical education class. But luck, how can it be so easy to find?

The boys were curious, so they came over to see, "Xia Ya'an, are you going to help the school weed?!" ”

Xia Ya'an looked like this, standing up straight and still a little anemic, "Have you ever heard of four-leaf clover?" If you have the ability, find a four-leaf clover here. ”

And then...... Every boy found a four-leaf clover. It's strange to say, in the same flower bed, how did they find it? Could it be that Xia Ya'an is blind?

"Is this thing that amazing?" She looked up and saw that the person who spoke was Lu Haoze, "Then for you!" Anyway, it's useless to keep it, sooner or later you'll have to throw it away! He didn't look back, and he just left.

Jing Fanhua looked at the four-leaf clover in her hand and was still a little stunned, "Little five, he ...... That's how he gave it to us? Xia Ya'an also wondered, cherishing this luck obtained by nothing, and offering it in the thickest dictionary.

In that midterm exam, Clover really played its role, and the teacher accidentally added a wrong ten points to Xia Ya'an, so that Xia Ya'an's ranking reached the top ten in the grade at once. No one expected that Xia Ya'an, who had always been inconspicuous, would become the first in the class, and everyone was dumbfounded, but there were even gossips about Xia Ya'an.