The power of a word

That night, he caressed my cheeks, the wind swept through the ears, and the tears filled my eyes. Lonely, cold. The hoarse and low voice came from afar. "It will always pass." The moment is calm.

The passage of time, the old traces of the old, leaving only the plainness and sorrow of the desert. You will go away, leaving only the attention and sigh of one place.

In a white, the surrounding crying seems to be silent and sorrowful, from a fiery heat to a heavy rain. You are gone, in the summer.

When I left the hospital, I thought that as the grandfather said in the mouth, even if it is difficult, then hardship, it will be good. Unexpectedly, in just five days, you have died in the world, and you have left a cry.

Looking at your kind smile, quietly lying in the place where the flowers are crowded. Tears, I remember a lot, many...

The past is vague, I still remember that my grandfather always took me to climb the rock near the Shanlin Reservoir. The rock is sloped and about 50 meters high. If it is not careful, it will fall from the top. "Let's come to Bibi, see who climbs first!" Grandpa smiled and said to me cheerfully. I touched the stone, it was very hard, and my heart was slightly pleasant, but I didn't want to be a tortoise. I had to hesitate. head.

Although my grandfather is a young man, his body is still tough, and he will pull out a long distance with me. I am eager to climb up, but I have to lose sight of it. I accidentally rolled down from the heights and watched my hands and feet get worn out. Blood, I was depressed on one side, my grandfather saw this, shouted to me loudly: "My granddaughter, I have climbed halfway, don't give up! You think, suffering is always in front of you, if you don't To defeat it, it will defeat you, even if the road ahead is rugged, you must hold your teeth and hold on, remember, the difficulty, always will pass!" I seem to understand something, clenched my teeth and slammed Climbed up.

On that day, I went down the mountain together with my grandfather. At that time, the camellia in the mountains and the mountains were full of flowers...

Looking at the camellia next to Grandpa, I felt like I was back to the place where our grandson and grandson climbed together that day.

The tomb is surrounded by green mountains and green waters. The tombs are full of camellia. They are on the top of the green hill overlooking the mountain rock and overlooking your home.

Looking back at the forest, it seems as if a voice is approaching: no matter how hard, how difficult, remember, always will pass!

Second day: Lou Jiayi