The funeral under the epidemic situation, I would like to remember my aunt with this article.

This Spring Festival in 22 is doomed to be sad. If there is still a ray of "quiet years" in the first month of the epidemic, then with the news of my aunt's death, everything will become a sadness that can never be forgotten in this life.

on the 13th day of the first lunar month, my cousin called and my aunt died of illness. I can't remember how I felt when my father told me the news. I only remember that from that moment on, the originally rainy sky collapsed, everything lost its color, and the scene in front of me was so pale. At noon that day, our family didn't eat, and we were a little sad. If there were no COVID-19 outbreak in Wuhan, I think we would have rushed to my aunt's house.

At this time, my father and I are hesitant. Why is this time? My cousin has repeatedly told me that I can't go to the funeral. The epidemic is so serious that I can't hold a funeral as before. We all hesitated! On that gloomy afternoon, time passed so long that our family counted the time and didn't speak, leaving a room full of silence. The rain outside the window, the greater the rain, sometimes looking at the leaden sky, facing the bleak wind, eyes quickly turned red.

It was not until that evening that my father and my cousin discussed it. After all, we are descended from the same blood, so we just have to go to the last mourning for our aunt. After the phone call, my mother quickly cooked, and we knew that even the dinner table could not be set at my aunt's funeral. Between meals, we discussed it, and finally my father and I went to my aunt's funeral. After the agreement, I finished my meal in silence, then changed my clothes and drove to my aunt's house.

after we set out, we walked two roads in a row, both of which were blocked. Finally, we had to transfer to National Highway 319 via Linzhen. Along the way, I saw the bright red banners and slogans against the epidemic in Wuhan, and I was very unhappy. Why did my amiable and respectable aunt leave us at this time? Along the way, it was so silent. The rain outside the window was so clear, and the rolling sound of the wheels seemed to cramp my scarred heart.

when I came to my aunt's house again, everything seemed so deserted, only the sadness and joy from the speaker made people cry. Night, it is so bleak, dark lights, and the rain, like a shadow. But I didn't cry. I knelt in front of my aunt's spirit, kowtowed deeply, and then sat beside my aunt, silently mourning. For a long time, I thought that sadness should be to shed sad tears, or to cry loudly, but now I know that there is a kind of sadness, which turned out to be so silent!

what can I say? I can't say anything! I can only remember my beloved aunt and those scattered warm times when my aunt was alive in my memory. The memories left in that old house may drift away with time, but all the memories once related to my aunt will never be forgotten. If I say that giving up my studies in my life is the most painful thing I can't let go of, then now my aunt's death has become the most painful memory!