Words of mourning for the dead

1, live like summer flowers and die like autumn leaves. Why bother in life? There has been a moment since ancient times.

2. The dead rest in peace and the living are well-being. May life be full of sunshine every day.

Your hazy figure is getting longer and longer, and your body is getting smaller and smaller until it becomes a point and disappears into my tears.

Call my father, and the last wish will be inherited by my own son. Call my father to rest in peace, and the spirit will live in the soul forever.

5. mourn the dead and pay tribute to the heroes. May the mountains and rivers be peaceful, the world be peaceful, and the heroes go all the way.

6. My honest father left silently all his life, without leaving a word or groaning, but he clearly printed two lines of footprints on the yellow land.

7. Wen Jun drove a crane to the paradise in the west, and it was hard for him to let go of his feelings. Smiles and voices float in the eyes, and farewell and tears are cold. Three years has taught me to solve my doubts. Well, peaches and plums are in meditation. Looking at the other side of the road, the torrential spring rain was sent back to the boat.

8, crystal tears, speculators, noisy alleys, only the tears of the closest relatives.

9. Now that my parents are dead, I don't have to worry about drinking and sipping from now on. Lacrimosa, what is pain?

10, lying on an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes after burning the midnight oil?

1 1. Have a nice trip. May there be no sorrow, trouble and disease in heaven.

12, Dad, you know, at that moment, I felt that you were still there, and I felt your warmth and love. That moment was not like farewell, but more like reunion after a long separation, as if our father and daughter were silently looking at each other and exchanging feelings. You know everything I want to say.

13, this year's Qingming heart is cracked, and it is difficult to open the tomb in my hometown. I am sad to go with sadness, and I am still in tears. Miss my father all the way, miss the spring moss all over the mountain. The cool wind and rain have passed, and half a tree is far away.

14, the word is poor and sad, and the word is poor and loves endlessly.

15, spring breeze and rain all the way, two lines of weeping willows send thoughts, in a few words, many feelings are sung to the sky. The gentle breeze and drizzle are crystal clear, just like the weather is sad, winding through the depths, full of grief and spreading all over the forest of steles!

16, it takes a lot of time to build a fine mountain with water. There are all kinds of scenery in the world, and Fiona Fang should be famous for its tin scenery.

17, heaven and man are separated forever, perhaps not the farthest distance, and the dead live in their hearts. Recalling the past with a smile, missing is no longer sad. The season of missing, Qingming has arrived!

18, looking at the kind portrait of my father, I seem to hear the sound of my father clapping again. Father, we will miss you forever! You will live in our hearts forever!

19. Today, my father hasn't come back, and the wheat fields have been piled up. No one drinks a pot of hot wine, and I feel sad.

20. A tear in a candle is homesickness, a glass of turbid wine is friendship, a moan is caring.

2 1, you left, walking in liberation! Life is impermanent, winter goes and spring comes. I plucked up my courage and told myself not to cry.

22. I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval. Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring. Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun. A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.

23. May your soul have a place to live, and may all be well in another world.

24. My father died of cancer and left me forever. I will always think of my father when I grow up, and I will always be embarrassed.

25, my father's long-lost festival, lit the heart and heart. Filial piety is not as good as grass in front of the grave, accompanied by the father.

26. In May, it rained in Goose City, and the sky died of tears.

27. When you left, my heart followed you, and I no longer expect anything. Life is a kind of torture for me. How can I accept the departure of my closest and favorite person? How can I forget your kindness? How did your life end like this? How did it end like this?

28, Dragon Memory Gao Tang cooked New Year's Eve dinner, water in front of the stove sacrificed to the sky, God pitied the spirit, tears sprinkled with westerly smoke.

29. Crying voices spread inside and outside, and sad and miserable voices are superimposed.

30. The old man has ascended to heaven. Have a safe trip. I'm sorry for your loss.

3 1, the stream rises in the east foot, and the orchid in the south mountain spits out in the spring. Sue complained openly, choking and kowtowing. Pear tears are sad for Tao's heirs, and Song Tao's tears are ancestors. The successful industry is prosperous, and people are respected by virtue.

32. The deceased is like a husband, and the living often remember each other.

33. Your face is not cold at all. It even feels warm, even soft. It's really like falling asleep at the moment.

34. Today is Tomb-Sweeping Day, weeping for the dead. Parents know it underground, unfilial tears empty.

35. My dead relatives will never forget the years I spent with you.

36. My father has always been in my heart and never left.

37. In the past 60 years, who taught Ming Lu to become a poet? Floating clouds are naturally happy if they are not famous and easy to live in. A boy will hate Long song, and Hu Er will play the pipa. The article is full of people, and I once missed you.

38. Remember the dead and pay tribute to the heroes!

39. My father, who has been sheltering me from the wind and rain, left, and my children's amiable grandfather left. May there be no more pain in another world!

40, immediately encounter cold food, the road is late spring. Poor Jiang, I can't see Luo Qiao people. The Arctic cherishes the sage, and Nanwa is the vassal. In the old garden, wicker is new day and night.

4 1, let's light a heart lamp for the deceased relatives, place endless grief and nostalgia, and pray for the prosperity of the family and the peace of future generations.

42. At this time, I stopped crying. I just touched your face, feeling close, feeling that you didn't leave, feeling that you could see me, hear me and know that I was touching your face.

43. Nine songs caress the flute, and Chinese people envy the rich standard. I have a clear conscience in my life, the son of my country. In class, children preach the torch, and Xinghui is a famous hero. The national public sacrifice will set a successful example!

44. I saw my mother, the blood relative, but I couldn't see her face clearly, and I didn't even know what her voice was like. It was she who left me too early, and I learned to be strong from an early age!