Grandma was buried

May 20 is said to be the day for confession of love. It was on this day that my grandmother was buried.

Grandma has lived to be ninety-seven years old, which can be considered a long-lived old man. Think about how strong she was in this life. She loved life so much and had such tenacious vitality. She always put aside her children and grandchildren. In my heart, I am really a caring old man.

I don’t know when I told my grandma that my husband didn’t like to eat leeks. After that, every time I went to my grandma’s house, she would be unhappy when she heard her grandma cooking leek-based rice. My grandma just wants to take good care of the lives of every junior. Although she no longer has the ability.

Grandma’s funeral started on May 19. When I arrived at my uncle’s house, the funeral had already begun. First, the dutiful men and women went to the cemetery to post couplets. At that time, there were nearly 40 dutiful men and women, and the scene was still huge. Everyone was not sad along the way because grandma had lived to be 97 years old.

Then the filial daughter went to visit the grave. This time, it was mainly my mother and my sister’s generation who went to the cemetery. Then the filial son went to ask for the spirit. I cried three times before and after this, and finally it passed. It was really tiring.

The next day, although we got up at five o'clock in the morning and rushed to my uncle's house. But my grandma had already been buried in the coffin. Unfortunately, I didn’t see my grandma’s last face. At this time, my grandma appeared in front of me. Every time I saw her smiling and kind face, my grandma’s eyes were a little red every time because she had trichiasis, but her smile always made me smile. It feels very warm.

Grandma’s burial ceremony soon began, and the dutiful men and women gathered at the gate and began to “take slant numbers.”

This ceremony seems to be to demonstrate the strength of my sister-in-law and her daughter-in-law’s natal family. Because the more money someone has, the stronger they show, and they also appear to have extra face. It took about half an hour for the ceremony to end.

At this time, grandma woke up. Several middle-aged and elderly men were busy tying ropes and poles in front of the spirit. After everything was ready, the coffin was carried out. At this time, the candle in front of the spirit was still on, giving I had a gloomy feeling. Grandma was about to be buried. My mother, aunt, uncle, and three sisters-in-law came out crying holding the coffin. Grandma’s nieces and nephews-in-law also came out, and our granddaughters followed closely. thereafter. Dutiful men also carry wreaths, so I took the extra mourning stick in my hand and walked towards the cemetery. At this time, the coffin passed by a house, and the villagers lit piles of wheat straw fires. The wheat straw was very moist and the smoke was so strong that it choked people to tears.

In the midst of the fireworks, the sound of the suona, and the grief of her relatives, grandma walked to the cemetery, her "new home."

This is how a person's life is. My grandmother has at least remained in the hearts of my relatives since then. Weiyang". My grandma is no longer a person in this world.

This is how a person’s life ends. In this kind of fireworks, in this sad suona playing, in this early morning in May, my grandma was buried.

It is true that "the secluded chamber has been closed, and there will be no more dynasty for a thousand years. There will be no dynasty for a thousand years, and the wise are helpless. They always send people off, and each returns to his home." We also returned to my uncle's house at nine o'clock. Relatives and friends began to be busy eating, everyone talked and laughed. But grandma’s figure is no longer there.