Sad article mourning for brother: soul-come back! younger brother

I don't want to say anything, I don't want to do anything, I just want to stay next to my brother who has been lying in the coffin safely, and listen to an old man in the village saying: Why do people have to wait at least three days to be buried after death? The reason is that people who died in these three days may be resurrected, and few people come back from the dead. ? For this hopeless hope, I sat by the coffin for dozens of hours, awake, eager for a miracle. Stand up and look at his still handsome face, still closed eyes, still motionless body, even? Dragon suit? (Old clothes) So decent and handsome. Brother, why have you been up for so long? Do we really want to leave each other like this and never see each other again?

You were my sister's follower when you were a child, and you couldn't get rid of it. When you grow up, you still come all the way to a distant land to find me, but I want to work in a strange city and another place before you settle down. You tried your best to keep me, saying many times: Sister, don't go, do a good job here, just stay close to me. ? Almost in a pleading tone. But how can I be so selfish? No matter how you persuade me, I insist on flying away. You said to let me leave you more money first, but I seem to have only given you more than 200. I left, I really don't deserve to be your sister. I was robbed on the way, and I came back for you. Instead, you comforted me and gave me money. Think about my brother, who is so handsome, smart and sensible. Why can't I stay with him and take care of him when he is helpless? After all, he was young, reckless and inexperienced. I don't know what kind of life he lived in those three years of wandering. I never asked, never cared, and never took this brother to heart. So that he was stimulated, leading to a little mental illness, and long-term medication led him to leave without warning.

Dad cooked you a meal and asked you to eat it, only to find you lying on the cold floor, your heart stopped beating and your whole body was stiff. I don't know how hard you struggled, but no one helped you. At 5: 07 in the morning, when the temperature was the lowest in the day, the doctor said he left at that time. Brother, I saw you lying in bed, asleep as usual. I can't believe it. I started calling your name, but you ignored me. I shook your body hard and you didn't respond. I touched your face. It's cold. I quickly turned the electric blanket to high temperature. Regardless of others' blocking, I insist: my brother must be frozen. I wish he was warm. I don't believe it. I don't believe those people said you were dead. You are a few years younger than me. I am still alive. How could you die? ? The electric blanket is turned on, the mattress is hot, and the quilt is hot, but your hands are still like that.

So, my mother and I went to buy clothes for you, and I actually picked them out for you with my white-haired mother? Clothes? We chose a set of dragon costumes for you, seven sets from the inside out, each with a dragon pattern printed on it. We hope you will be a dragon in the afterlife. Buy you hemp, five-color thread, money in your mouth, coffin lid? We choose the best things. With these things, I hope it's just an ignorant dream. When I wake up from my dream, you will open the door silently when I go back to my mother's house and ask me faintly: There you are. ? But the tears on my skirt tell me it's true.

Brother, so many people dress you, and mom dresses you herself. Her hands are shaking and her mouth is barking? Baby! Mom, get dressed, baby! Mom, put on your shoes! Tears drop on your clothes and shoes. I'm dressed beautifully and neatly, but why don't I get up when I'm dressed? Brother! My sister stood by your bed for so long, why didn't you even look at me? I called you many times, why didn't you answer?

The coffin is back, brother! Brother! No matter what mistake you made, I don't blame you or hate you. You hurt your parents, but you never hurt me. No matter how crazy you are, you are always so good when I go back to my mother's house. Brother, even if you get up and scold your sister, say that I don't care about my brother and sister and that I have no heart, as long as you are alive. When I was a child, I always argued with you. When I grew up, my sister gave you everything you wanted. I don't want anything, such as a house or a ticket, but I will give it to you as long as you are alive. Since you have some psychological problems, I haven't talked to you well and haven't missed you at all. I always complain that you are not good to your parents, but who really understands your heart? You shut yourself up. Maybe you often chew all the pain in your life alone, and you are scared, confused and fragile, but I still hate you, don't understand, don't tolerate and don't save you.

Brother, everyone said you left, let me have another baby for my parents, I don't want it. You are my only brother, and you are my parents' unique treasure. Your shadow keeps appearing in my mind these days. I always said I wanted to go home and see you, but suddenly, suddenly, you left me and my parents without even saying hello, which made people unprepared.

Before, I never understood why my father still loved you after being hurt by you and was still willing to be hurt again. Now, I understand the love for my son as a father. But this understanding is too late. We have been through so many ups and downs for so many years, but I have never entered your inner world. Maybe no one understands you. You are too lonely to leave without saying goodbye. Sister, the person I am most sorry for in my life is you, but you have gone, leaving me to live in deep guilt and long repentance. How can I live in peace without you?

Brother, I will build my own grave by your side. When I die, I will lie by your side forever, so that you won't be lonely. We will be brothers and sisters in the next life. Mom and dad's cemetery should also be chosen next to you. One day, our family of four will be reunited again. Brother, brother, I'm sorry I didn't accompany you today. I'll accompany you early tomorrow morning. In a few days, people will let you rest in the grave, and I will never see you again.

Brother, dear brother, my sister wants to call you, calling you countless times. Why, why do you cherish it when you lose it? Why didn't you often visit your sister when you were alive, and neither did my sister. But now, I really, really don't want you to leave. No matter how headstrong, unreasonable and heartbreaking you are, I don't want you to leave.

Brother! If your wandering soul sees us so sad and misses you so much, please go back to the meat. After all, your body is still here.

Come back! Come back!

? It was written the night after my brother died.

Author: Yu Yali (WeChat official account: Long March)

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