Write 300 words in memory of an old friend (listening to stories told by elders)

During the Qingming Festival, I came to the grave of my beloved wife with all kinds of thoughts, pinning my grief and recalling yesterday. It is the third year that her beautiful image appears from time to time with tears. ...

A few years ago, on the eve of Tomb-Sweeping Day, our family of three, full of filial piety and respect, came to our ancestors' graves to hang flowers or burn paper, give them a sincere filial piety, reap a blessing from heaven, and finally feel at ease. That is an unconscious filial piety, which has become a fixed task every year. We really want to accompany our beloved wife to the old age, but we don't want to be separated by yin and yang. In a few years, it won't be our complete family of three to honor together. Fate is confusing.

"Sometimes you have to have it in your life. Don't force it in your life." When my beloved wife is around, just like her, we don't believe in life, we love each other. * * * spent 19 spring and autumn together, and everything was all right. We feel very grateful to God. After my beloved wife left, I turned a few immortals inexplicably, and the conclusion made me feel scared. We are in the same boat. As the saying goes, "People can't control her life." I am a sheep born in 1967, and the five elements belong to water. She is a monkey born in 1968, and the five elements belong to soil. "The couple will not live long, but it's too late to regret it. ...

I have always believed that the ancients reached the truth of compatibility through Yi-ology and universal inductive reasoning thousands of years ago. Only when we encounter something will we think that this is not only the lack of culture and consciousness, but also the lack of knowledge.

I miss and reminisce hard. I hope she can enjoy the material and spiritual wealth sent by her relatives on the other side of heaven and live as fully as before. That's the wish of my relatives who are with me.