Worship

Every time I see old couples resting on the tree-lined bench with snow covering their heads for dozens of years, every time I see young mother in gorgeous clothes strolling on the small and medium-sized Road in the garden with flowers and flowers, when Shier bent down and bowed his back and murmured with the fat and lovely baby, whenever I saw the young and beautiful boys and girls spreading laughter all the way, whenever I saw smiling faces full of sunshine, I thought of my father when I held hands sincerely and hugged each other one by one. As time flies, the past is like the clouds of the past, illusory and looming. As time goes by, they also fade away and disappear gradually. The trauma of the soul also makes time polished and ironed. It sounds as if all these are so unreal, like a dream that does not exist, like a story, a legend. I tell you, these are all true portrayal. We measured it step by step with the steps of history. Every step we walk is full of pain and tears, and every step is full of pain and sadness. The life path experienced by our ancestors and ancestors may be more tortuous and bumpy, and their experiences are more dangerous and difficult. May our descendants have less pain, less sadness, more happiness and more happiness. The sky was gray, like a dark gray lead plate pressing down to the ground. Smog is like a curtain that cannot be opened. It makes the mountains in the distance vaguely show a vague outline. The cold wind was bleak, and there was a pungent smell in the air. It is a kind of disgusting, suffocating smell, a kind of smell of the dead. A row of pine and cypress, standing straight and stiff. Although it is verdant and green, it is like cold iron blocks painted with green oil, giving people a feeling of timidity, fear and trembling. This is a day in early April, and there is still some time before Tomb Sweeping Day. There were only several Liao Liao people in the cemetery, which was even more desolate. Dad, I came to see you. Mom, sister, brother, we are all very good. On behalf of all of you, I have come to see you. Do you live well in heaven? I hope it is a paradise of no dispute, no discrimination, no persecution, happiness and freedom. Your life is bumpy, and you haven’t enjoyed a few days in the world. May you live happily in heaven. This tombstone is only your last footprint in the world, and the cold cemetery is only the place where you rest for the last time in the world. Whenever I think of the heartbreaking and desperate scene when my father stayed in the world, I can’t help thinking about it with tears in my eyes. Although you have suffered a lot in your life, you are still calm. There are not too many regrets left. Come here in vain and walk quietly. Whenever I think of the horrible days you have experienced, I feel like splitting my canthus and pouring blood into my pupil. It was an era full of violence and bloody smell. My father was devastated and persecuted and lived like a year. I finally got through it, but it was not easy. However, after a period of time, I could not hear anything outside the window, and I spent a peaceful life in the Spring and Autumn period. Although life was a little hard at that time, there were also problems such as laid-off children and going to the countryside, which brought troubles in life. But the repressed political environment faded away. Life was quite satisfactory, and I had a period of leisure life which was isolated from the world. Qingshui bitter tea talks about the Sun and Moon, raising chickens and growing vegetables will turn to Qiankun. Father is a cautious person. Serious work, competitive industry. Treat colleagues politely and respond to their requests, which is highly respected by everyone. He is an amiable and respectable person. He is also a good gentleman who works in a low profile. Father, the political movement he had experienced in his whole life was like the waves of the sea, one wave after another, gushing out constantly. The political vortex is like a storm. Although it can wash the sand and dust, it can also damage branches and fold flowers without mercy and ravage for no reason. Many litterateurs, social elites and talented people were forcibly detained for various strange crimes and persecuted. My father always skating over thin ice, dare not go one step beyond the prescribed limit. I calmed down a lot and murmured to the tombstone. Father, please be assured to go. Now everything is different from the time you lived. Now the living environment is very loose, and we are all retired. Our salary increases year by year, and we live a carefree life. Mom is also in good health, and everyone cares about each other happily. Writer: Zang qiying

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