Essay

"We fly a little every day. We die a little as well. "

Have you ever faced death in your current life?

I grew up in a family with three generations living under the same roof. It can be said that I was raised by my father. Grandpa, grandma, grandpa and grandma are still around. Not much aware of the sadness caused by death.

My first close contact with death was on March 31, 2017. On this day, I got up at 5:30 as usual, left the dormitory door at 6:00, and rushed to the department. W is my lower bunk. She is one of the early risers in the dormitory on weekdays. Before 6:30 that day, her roommate called her but never woke her up.

I still clearly remember that the night at the end of March was filled with heavy rain, thunder and lightning. Does it imply something? It reminds us to learn to cherish, focus on our feet and the future.

Today I talked about death with my friend J. She said: Parents create a barrier between their children and death. Let us live in peace.

After W's sudden death, I cherish the relationship with my family and friends even more, and I am grateful that they have not disappeared from my world. L wrote this in the QQ space: If I die suddenly one day, please donate my organs to people who need them.

During the public health incident, we have faced too many losses. Can it be restarted in 2020? Is the death of world-class masters one after another a cause or an effect? At a time when there are too many desires, how can we fight against our own inner anxiety and confusion? Bai Yansong mentioned in a program: Your generation lacks faith. yes. According to the custom in my hometown, incense must be burned on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, and women are not allowed to wash their hair. How many people are staying here now?

What do we have? What's missing? Who can tell?

The harvest has arrived, remember to take care of yourself.