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a letter to heaven


child:

Are you ok?

In the five years of heaven, is everything still safe? Do you know how much mother wants you, how much mother wants to be on the side of the world, can go with you...

On the 12th of May, when you moved to the mountain, you left alone, and did not say hello to your mother, you just walked silently. do you know? Mother is so painful, the road to heaven is too dark, too dark... Children, you are alone in heaven, you have to take care of yourself, my mother is here, everything is good, have a look at this letter, if you can... Child, is there a damn natural disaster in heaven? If not, don't forget to report a peace to the mother here. Don't forget that my mother has been waiting for you, dear child...

I still remember that day, when the rain fell, my mother flew to your school, when the eyes were full of ruins, when the rain and tears blended together, what was the taste? With both hands, the stones are cut out little by little. I believe that you will be able to accompany me all the time. "A few days is your birthday. Mom bought you a birthday cake, children, wait for us together. Go back and try your favorite little bear cake... Child, mom takes you to the zoo to see gorillas at weekends, watching giant pandas... Children, have you heard me talking?" I kept talking, I don't want You are buried in the mud, under the large prefabricated panels, I hope that you are below, with big eyes, clear eyes, longing for the mother's arms. One hour, two hours... My mother is already exhausted, but I am still not disappointed. More and more parents are looking for children, and they are coming and going. Some people advised me not to be obsessed. They are all children's parents. How can they not understand the mood of their mother? Until the next day, the fire fighters found you from the depths of the ruins, the small body that had long been distorted, how can I bear the mother? The collapsed wall, a high mountain, separated us, took the sun away from us, and I could not see my dear baby.

You are still too small, big things, there are mothers to come, there is a mountain behind the mother, when the mother did not hold you until the end, the mountain was smashed, the gravel was so exhausted, the mother was tired, I want to go with you to enter a sweet dream, but my mother can't do this. You have already slept, and the mother has to cheer up.

At this moment, my mother still shakes your lovely face in front of my eyes, and the innocent squatting on my mother's leg, sprinkling with Jiao to want it. Children, you are too small and too small, the delicate flower needs the care of the sun and the rain, but your life is still in the middle of it, it will disappear. Child, mother knows that you are afraid of black, open the lights of your small room every night, so that when you go home, you will not be afraid.

My child, my dear baby, are you in heaven, do you miss your mother? My mother is no longer resentful of this world, and my heart is only thinking about your endless stream. Time can't precipit everything, my mother's deep love for you will never change. Whenever I see everything in your house, my mother can't help but cry. Your house, my mother never cleans, keeps the original look, you When you go home, you won't feel strange.

Children, you play in paradise, there is no trouble, no disaster, no sorrow. It’s just my dear baby. You can forget anything you were born in this world, but your mother, you have to be engraved in your mind. If you still have an afterlife, you must remember to come to me. Baby, you can play with your partner in paradise. The road to heaven is a little crowded. Your classmates and friends are also around you. Don’t cry when you want your mother. We must be strong, brave, remember. With tears, it doesn't light the road ahead of us.

Now that the weather is cold, remember to wear a little more, don't be cold, my mother is not around you, you have to take care of yourself, you must be good, you can not worry about your mother in heaven. On that side, be happy, be happy, have any troubles, tell your mother to know?

For five years, my mother wrote this letter to you. Just to let you know, you can use your love, to those who are alive, they also have their own mother, their mother is like me, looking forward to their own baby. You have to obey in heaven, and my mother will write to you later.

Baby, I wish you peace.

Missing your mom

March 30, 2019

The second middle school of Nanchang City, Nanhu District, Nanchang, Jiangxi

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