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If a loved one passes away, will they meet again in dreams?

If a loved one passes away, will they meet again in dreams? My grandma passed away suddenly during the summer vacation after the college entrance examination. In fact, she suffered a cerebral hemorrhage a month before the college entrance examination, but miraculously survived my exam. She passed away on August 2, 2015, so I accompanied her throughout the summer vacation that was supposed to be travel. In front of the hospital bed until she closed her eyes.

Perhaps you can notice when someone is gone. She survived my exams with strength, but she could not withstand the burning out of the candle of life because she left so suddenly. The next three days were spent calmly. The death record is registered locally, sent for cremation, and relatives express condolences.

Until the morning of the fifth day after she left, everything was over. I went downstairs and bought an egg pancake as usual. When the sun first woke up, my friend called me and I burst into tears as soon as I said "Hello". , the body was drained dry.

So don’t say that a person can’t shed tears when his loved ones are gone. Sometimes he just doesn’t have time to react. This kind of longing is a long-lasting stream, and it will appear on a clear evening, or on New Year’s Eve when firecrackers are blasting. It struck suddenly, like a raging storm, roared briefly and then quickly receded.

I believe that my grandma has always been with me. During my two years in college, I was very seriously ill and almost didn’t survive. In the end, I survived well. There were several times when I thought on the hospital bed, what if I hadn’t survived? What would you say to her first when you meet her?

I hope she can continue to protect me, and then I will work hard to protect more people in the future.

@思耀

This year happens to be the tenth year since my grandfather left. I would only go to the grave alone on the anniversary of his death to cry, chat, talk about the recent family situation, and recall the stories of getting along with my father-in-law when I was a child.

When I was a child, I loved staying up late at night in my grandpa’s factory. Because the vineyard next to the factory sometimes gives us grapes to eat. There was an iron bucket, and three generations of grandfather and grandson sat on the bench and ate grapes.

Now I forget the taste of grapes but remember the scene of eating grapes. Under the incandescent lamp, with those machine tools as the background, there are three people in a triangle with a bucket of grapes in the middle.

On the day he left ten years ago, God cooperated and it rained heavily. It was only overcast when we sent him to the hospital, but it started to rain during the rescue. I knew my grandpa was dying.

Later, for the first time, I learned through practice that it turns out that a dead person has no body temperature. I wanted to rub his hand to warm it up, thinking that even if he could look at me again, he could call me again. . In the end it was all to no avail.

From now on, there will be one less person in this world who loves me, but there will be one more person who makes me cry every time I think about it.

@Ran

This is the 13th year since my father passed away. When I was 17 years old, he passed away... Every time I think of him, in addition to tears in my eyes, I also I feel super lucky because he is my dad.

Dad’s childhood was extremely bitter, almost not sweet at all. However, he is a person who can bring sweetness to others. Whenever I feel stressed, my dad will appear in my dreams.

In my dreams, he has never been absent in the past 13 years, spending time with me in my dreams:

In the summer, he planted vegetables in the vegetable garden and pulled flowers in the fields. Damn,

When I came home during the March vacation in high school, he made soup for me.

He went out to greet me during the summer vacation from college.

When I came home from work, he made me soup. Pick me up,

I taught him how to play with his smartphone and send text and voice messages on WeChat.

He urged me how to build a nice house for my family.

Teach me how to Climb the mountain quickly...

In the dream, he never left. He seemed to be involved in every bit of my life. I always think how great it would be if he were here!