Three articles mourning the death of relatives

An article mourning the death of a loved one 1

A Qingming poem by Du Mu in Tang Dynasty. Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. ? Write about the special atmosphere in Tomb-Sweeping Day.

Whenever I go to Tomb-Sweeping Day, I always look at other people's busy families and visit their dead relatives. I never take this festival seriously. But it's different now. I will never forget this season, especially the years when I lost my father. I miss your family more. Tomb-Sweeping Day is coming, but I can't see you in my dream. Occasionally, I just feel that you are still with us, and you have not left us.

Father, did you have a good time in heaven? Are you lonely over there? Did you eat and wear warm clothes there? Can you live a happy life there?

According to the old rules, at this time, I will sweep your old grave, bring wine, food, fruit, paper money and other items to the cemetery, offer food to the graves of relatives, then burn the paper money to ashes, cultivate new soil for the grave, fold some green branches and insert them in front of the grave, and then kowtow. But your son can't, can't go to your grave. According to the custom here, the tomb of Qingming is burned before it is burned. You can only send you some paper money in advance by the roadside thousands of miles away. And please come and get it yourself and forgive your son's unfilial behavior. According to my idea, I don't want your ashes to leave Anhui where I have lived for half my life, but there is an old saying. Rest in peace? . In this way, you returned to your hometown alone.

Touching "homesickness" is like crying, and homesickness is a stamp. When I was young, I was here and my father was there. ? Later, homesickness became a temporary grave. I am outside. Are you in there? . Separated from relatives by yin and yang. This is an unacceptable fact. I really can't stand it. Sometimes I see a figure like you on the road, just like seeing you. I can't let my eyesight go wrong forever. Why didn't you say you were ill? I didn't go to the hospital until I was seriously ill. Why did you leave so early? Why is medicine so developed that you can't cure chronic diseases? Why is your condition developing so fast? Why can't the beautiful life on earth keep you!

Do you know that I am writing to you here? I haven't shed tears for a long time, but I shed tears again when I think of you. Do you know that?/You know what? Your sudden death will be a pain in my son's heart forever. You left suddenly before my son could repay your kindness. Your departure will be the biggest blow in my life, and I will realize what heartbreak is in the world. What is the sky falling, and what a peerless pain!

Your blood flows through my pulse; My character is branded with your mark; My thoughts have inherited your wisdom, and your perseverance and perseverance will always be my role model. Father, if there is an afterlife, I must be your son.

Articles mourning the death of loved ones II

13 that morning, the phone at home suddenly rang loudly, and an ominous feeling immediately spread from the bottom of my heart. It was Guo Sange who called and told us that my father-in-law was injured by a motorcycle when he came out for a walk this morning. The situation is not optimistic. Guo drove back to his hometown the first time, and I couldn't go back together for several days because of indigestion. My brothers and sisters at home didn't tell me because they were afraid that the two younger brothers who drove back would lose control. In the evening, Guoguo rushed home to know that her father-in-law had passed away, and when she called me, she burst into tears. Youyou's indigestion has not fully recovered, and if it does, let me not toss it back. I am the only one of 20 people in my family who can't go back to pay a New Year call to my father-in-law, which makes me feel ashamed.

My father-in-law is a retired teacher who has successfully trained seven outstanding children and countless students. In my impression, he is a father who doesn't talk much but is kind to his daughter. After retirement, he learned to draw, so we were surprised that he could draw a good picture. My father-in-law also wrote the annual couplets at home. His sudden death completely caught a big family off guard. I thought my grandfather would leave us one day. Mostly because of diabetes that has plagued him for many years. I really didn't expect that a motorcycle would hit his brain and lungs and cause death. Last week, Gong Gong told his second brother that he was confident that he would live to be 70 years old because his blood sugar was well controlled during this period. At that time, his second brother laughed at him for being too conservative. My husband and I are going to finish the formalities of moving into a big house as soon as possible, and then take my in-laws to live for a while. Now the house is too high for them to live in. My father-in-law's departure left a deep regret for me and Guoguo. Fortunately, a small member was added to my family in August this year. Although my father-in-law didn't see the little guy, he was always happy. My father-in-law left, and my mother-in-law left her when she needed her father-in-law most. In the next few days, her mother-in-law basically left her.

The departure of my father-in-law once again made me understand what life is impermanent, and no one can predict life and death. Many people always say that they should be filial to the elderly, but when the old man left, he didn't take any practical action, and finally regretted it. No one knows that they will be alive next moment. In order to have less regrets, people should live well every day, be kind to everyone around them, and be filial to the elderly from today instead of tomorrow.

I want to use this essay to mourn my dead father-in-law!

Article 3 Mourning the death of a loved one

My grandmother is a little old lady of Mongolian descent. No, she shouldn't be said to be small, because she is not small at all, very tall and strong, and she eats a lot. She can eat a big bowl of rice at a meal.

Grandma is very long? Mongolia? My cheekbones are high and my face is a little wide, which my mother and I learned from her.

Grandma's hair is naturally curly, very curly and very hot. My mother and I both studied with her, but my mother's curly hair is a little wider than grandma's, and mine is a little wider than my mother's. I can't tell if it's not long.

Grandma's hair is gray in her fifties, and this is my mother following her. By the age of forty, it was impossible to keep her temples clean. It hasn't arrived yet, but I don't think it will run away. Grandma's hair has been snow-white in recent years, and I am willing to buy her red clothes, because snow-white hair is really beautiful.

Grandma always prepares toilet paper when eating, because for some reason, she will have a runny nose when eating. My mother and I are still following her, complaining the other day.

My grandmother is very kind and lovely.

When I was very young, a family of three lived with my grandparents. My parents and grandparents have to go to work. My grandmother makes leather clothes at home and takes them to a leather factory to sell. I made a lot of money in those days, probably because my grandmother was too busy making money to take care of me, so I was sent to my grandmother's house by my mother.

I didn't want to go to my grandmother's house when I was a child, because there were no grocery stores where I could buy snacks and no brightly lit squares where I could play after dark. The only thing that can accompany me is my neighbor's sleeve rubbing his nose, but I still want it. Flowing through this river? The most important thing is that there is no mother there. But grandma took me to the only grocery store to buy me delicious food. She would pat me and tell me stories that she might tell her mother at night.

Very sensible when I was a child, in my mother's words? The bigger the better? At that time, I understood my mother's painstaking efforts. I stayed well at my grandmother's house and my grandfather had to go to work. In my childhood memory, he was very good, and he was a maintenance technician in the production team. In places where agricultural production is the mainstay, if the car working in the fields breaks down, it is a serious problem, so I often stand at the door and wait for my grandfather to finally come back with engine oil. After eating two meals, he is called back by the horn. Only when I grew up did I know that my grandfather was a famous landlord in my hometown when I was a child, went to a private school that everyone admired, and stumbled upon my grandfather's certificate of "national second-class technician", only then did I understand that my mother said that I would not be buried in such a small place if I hadn't missed the opportunity.

Grandma is a typical rural woman who gave birth to her mother and four siblings. I heard that outsiders don't know when she was pregnant with my mother for seven months and went to the fields to do farm work as usual. At that time, unlike now, pregnant women now want to cover their stomachs for three months, for fear that others will not know that she is carrying on the family line for her husband's family.

At that time, people were still very feudal and were careful not to be seen by others. On the day my mother was born, my grandfather found some people to repair the house at home. My grandmother threw tiles at the people on the roof and lifted them up. She gave birth prematurely that night. Coupled with the poor living conditions at that time, my mother was only three pounds. My grandfather decided to throw the child away because he felt that the living conditions at that time could not support the sick child. My mother was thrown away by my grandfather, and my grandmother picked it up again, reluctant to part with it.

My mother is very competitive. Although she was dying when she was brought back by my grandmother, after careful care, she didn't get sick until she grew up, so my grandmother gave birth to two aunts, three uncles and four children. Coincidentally, a few years later, my mother gave birth to a girl and my second aunt gave birth to a boy. My great uncle's family is a girl, my old uncle's family is a boy, and my grandma and grandpa's granddaughter are outside. Sun Zheng? , take meaning? Just right? .

Almost all of our four children were brought up by grandma until they went to kindergarten.

Back when I was a child, I followed grandma's ass every day. While she was working, I sat on the company's unique high firewood pile and played with my own. When grandma is free, she will bake corn, potatoes and roast chicken eggs for me with the unique stove of the same company?

After going to kindergarten, I don't need my grandmother to take care of me, but she is still busy and continues to take care of my brothers and sisters. I also take the growth route: kindergarten small class, large class, preschool class, primary school, middle school. In the next few years, I will only go back to my grandmother's house with my mother for a few days during the school holidays. Until I went out to study, there were fewer opportunities to live in my grandmother's house, with only two summer vacations and winter vacations a year. Until a few years ago, when my grandmother was working in the field, she had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was hospitalized, which was very serious. After the rescue, she passed the critical period. In order to take care of her nearby, my mother arranged a new home for my grandparents near my home. It happened that my grandfather had retired and simply vacated the big house of the company and moved here.

Grandpa's health has not been very good, because when he was young, he had to drink two or two liquors for every meal, rain or shine. Even if a meal was not prepared, he would still drink it as usual, which led to severe deafness in his fifties. When talking to him, when he can't hear clearly, it's interesting for him to interrupt loudly. When he saw us laughing, he knew that he laughed with us and often coughed, but his condition was not serious. Unexpectedly, grandma, who has been in good health, fell ill first, so the work of taking care of her fell on grandpa, and she lived up to expectations. After a period of recovery, except for walking and talking slowly, there is no sequelae of general cerebral hemorrhage at all. Everyone says it's a miracle. After a few years, I will occasionally commit minor crimes, take some medicine and get some injections.

Every time I go home on holiday, I go to see my grandparents every day, because I miss them for half a year, and because I am too close to water, I can bring a basin of water with me. Even if I go every day, my grandmother will come to see me occasionally, for example, asking me if I want to go to her house for stewed fish in the evening, and I have to come in person if I can call. My grandmother loves me very much, probably because I am the first child brought up by her generation.

After recovery, grandma talks like a child. Because her speech speed slows down, she often deliberately teases us, so she often covers her mouth and says? Don't you know? 、? Don't you know? But grandma can play mahjong and is willing to play it. When the doctor's uncle said that it is good for the elderly to play mahjong occasionally to keep their brains active, so my mother and I often go to grandma's house to play mahjong with her after dinner. Grandma was so happy when she won the money that she said in her pocket? Buy something delicious? It's cute when you lose money, too. Don't lose money on purpose? No, it's all lost? .

Because of income, I buy a lot of things for my grandparents every time I go home. I have always thought that the elderly should pay special attention to eating, so every time I go home, I will bring delicious food that I can't buy at home. However, because Grandpa has a pension and is not very short of money, I have never given them money. During the Spring Festival this year, I bought a lot of delicious food for my grandma as usual, but somehow I suddenly wanted to give my grandma pocket money, so I gave it to 100. My grandmother was very happy and said? Granddaughter gives pocket money? When I gave it to my grandfather, I just didn't want it Although my grandfather is hard of hearing and can't hear us chatting, he always plays poker there silently, but he still insists on cooking for us when the children are gone.

In recent years, grandma's children have been getting better and better, and her mother has a stable job and a high salary, which is very enviable in that place where the living standard is not high. The restaurant run by my second aunt and uncle is booming, and it is already one of the best. My son is about to graduate from Northeast Agricultural University. Although my uncle divorced a few years ago, he still has a stable job. Although his daughter is not around, she is getting married soon. My uncle is a doctor and my son has just been admitted to the university.

Everything is going so smoothly, and the days of filial piety for the elderly have just lasted for a long time. I naively thought that the old couple would always be so dull but healthy and happy with us?

Unexpectedly, grandma left me forever. I have never experienced the death of a relative. It's really hard for me. Until now, I dare not call home. I have been away from home for nine years and have never cried with my mother on the phone. This time, I'm afraid I can't control it on the phone. I'm afraid she'll feel worse.

In the morning, I received a short message from my brother who was studying in Northeast Agricultural University, asking when I would be free, because he asked me once when he came back from school, saying that he just missed me and wanted to have dinner together, so he pushed it off because he was too busy to meet, and I was still thinking that I just returned to Harbin half a month earlier. What's there to think about? I forgot about it when I was busy, and I received his short message this morning. My sixth sense told me that he had something to do. Can I call back? Brother, do you have anything? Say it! ? He texted back? My grandmother wouldn't let me tell you, and my mother and I thought you should know, so we just wanted to talk to you? I called before I could control my emotions. On the phone, my brother told me that I had only been back in Kazakhstan for a few days. He was admitted to the hospital on February 20th, and left at 2 1. My brother is incoherent when he listens to me. Comfort me? We didn't feel uncomfortable in the sun, but we were in a coma. Don't think too much.

My mother didn't let me know, and she didn't let them say it. I didn't actually say it on the phone twice during this time. I understand her, I understand her meaning, and I understand my unhappiness with my father when I called last time. Although my father has a bad temper, he is very filial, but he still loves the old couple very much. My grandmother left, and he was naturally grumpy. It should not be too late for me to call that time.

It's only a matter of time before people go through birth, illness, death and illness. I always feel very happy, and the four old people in my family are in good health. Unexpectedly, it happened now. I'm so sad. Many forgotten old things are flashing. My pain has always been like this. I dare not imagine my mother's pain. How upset she was during these two phone calls, I have to pretend it's okay. I really want to go back to be with her, but

I regret why I only gave my grandmother 100 pocket money. Why did I never give money but only 100? I wonder if there are many opportunities to commemorate her? I really regret it. Grandma just left. On the phone, I didn't expect to ask my brother if he was conscious before he left, if he had anything to say, or how my grandfather was. In recent years, while taking care of his grandmother, he has also languished a lot. Breakfast, lunch and dinner every day, and taking grandma out for a walk every once in a while, have become a rule and daily homework for him. Now that grandma has suddenly left, he is really worried about how to adapt. I usually see grandma watching TV and grandpa playing poker. Although they don't communicate much, the picture is so calm and beautiful. Now, grandpa, if he finds it's time to cook with poker, will he suddenly think that he is alone, so he has no appetite to eat? How should he adapt to the sudden death of one of them, an old couple who lived alone?

My dear people, get rid of your sadness quickly, so that grandma will still look at us in the sky and smile so cute!