There are often some unpleasant scenes in life, but as long as people can understand each other, they can turn grief into laughter.

Smile is a silent and kind language.

Smile is a kind of silent and moving music.

Smiling is a noble expression of human beings.

Smile is always the bright sunshine in life.

Friend, do you hold such a magic key firmly in your hand?

Smile. I tell you, since my uncle left, you have gradually left me, and sometimes I really want to laugh. However, when you lose your uncle forever, you disappear silently, and even your shadow can't be found.

It almost cost me everything. I will never see my uncle's serious but loving face again, my uncle's hearty laughter, and my uncle's love for me ... My mother, who has always been cheerful and fond of laughing, suddenly became silent, losing her previous smile and happiness, and the pain after the wind and frost occupied her whole face.

Uncle, do you remember? That autumn night, you took my mother and me to your house to see my sick grandfather.

On the road, the quiet moonlight shines on the earth. I don't know when the wind suddenly blew. My uncle was riding a bicycle and suddenly stopped, took off a coat and put it on his mother. He leaned back and caught me in the middle, driving very slowly. At this moment, I feel an indescribable warmth, uncle! You sheltered my mother and me from the wind and rain with your thin body. For this reason, you also have a serious illness.

We changed the house several times, and you brought someone to help me decorate it. Not only did I not ask for a penny of salary, but I also made up raw materials. You said, "I'm an uncle. I should do it." When you installed your first house, your feet got beriberi and purulent, so swollen that you couldn't even put on your shoes. In order to save us money, instead of infusion, you limped and insisted on helping us install glass. I can't forget the scene.

A few days before a live calligraphy competition was about to start, I encountered many difficulties, and my uncle taught me again and again. When I gained experience from many failures, my face finally showed the joy of success. However, in the first step of success, uncle, your contribution is indelible. Many people on the field looked at me with envious eyes, and I felt as if I had found an oasis in the desert. At this time, uncle, I think you are really great.

When you were in hospital, the bad news came, and my mother and I were both in pain. You are my only uncle! We flew to the hospital, and since then, my mother's tears have never been done. Influenced by my mother, my sadness is self-evident.

However, to our surprise, after learning that he had liver cancer, my uncle was not as negative as we thought, but actively cooperated with the doctor for active treatment. You said that my sister didn't even graduate from college. How can she give up her life? My uncle comforted us like this, but in order for my sister to have money to go to college, my uncle finally gave up treatment. Menstruation didn't work these years, and my uncle had no financial resources at home, so there was no money to see a doctor! Whenever great pain comes, my uncle gnashes his teeth and saves the painkiller. ...

At this critical moment of life, menstruation can't bear loneliness. She can't stand facing a cancer patient every day. I don't know where she went. How can she leave my uncle when she needs family most? My sister and I took my uncle's last four thousand dollars in the name of buying a bicycle. They forced you to commit suicide once in order to ask your grandparents for a pension. You died in the morning and were cremated in the afternoon. Menstruation, people who want to see you for the last time will never see you again. ...

Due to the double torture of illness and affection, my uncle left us forever with a crush on life. Later, I heard from others that in the last three days of his death, my uncle kept calling my mother and my name, wanting to see us for the last time and telling the truth. We didn't know we were in a different place! Perhaps at the last moment of your life, you are most concerned about your grandparents in their 80s. They have been following us since you were seriously ill. Do you want to know how they live here? Aren't you used to our life here? Sister! What about your filial piety? Is it that hard to make a phone call? This is my uncle's last wish!

As time goes by, it is like a tireless bird, always looking for its well-meaning nest.

Uncle, you have been away from us for almost half a year! Everything yesterday became a yellow calendar. From now on, I will turn grief into strength. Uncle, you are in the soul of heaven. You will protect me and supervise me as before!

You will live in my heart forever!

Smile, this magic key, will also open the door in our hearts!