In the sunset, I think of him again.

Time seems to be solidified. In the sunset, his smile floats in my mind, lingering...

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"No, An brother, I want this." The girl pushed the Barbie handed by the boy and pointed at the bear in the boy's arms. "Why? This is my brother, of course, give it to me." The boy refused to accept. Looking at the girl's Xuan Xuan's appearance, the young gentleman said: "Yangyang, you are a big brother, you want to let the little sister." Brother's words let the boy frown, finally unwilling to hand the girl, don't overdo it. The girl raised a smug smile. Looking at the two little friends, the teenager smiled warmly. In the setting sun, he was like a layer of gold, and his body glowed like an angel falling from the world. The girl looked up and looked at it. At that glance, it’s unforgettable.

I hope that this kind of happiness will last forever, and the three people will be together with carefreeness, occasionally mixing their mouths and making noises. However, the reality is cruel, and there is always a willingness to hold the bear in my arms. My thoughts gradually come back and take a deep breath, as if I want to smell something from it. A faint scent filled the nose. That belongs to one person, even after many years, I still remember.

After the rain, I could not see the rainbow and the air was fresh. I stood at the window and stared out. It is now autumn, the weather is very cool, I tightened my jacket. Autumn is the season of missing, the wanderer will miss his hometown, the children will miss the ancestors, the living will miss the old man... Every time, my heart will be inexplicable. Maybe it's the reason for the season!

It was dusk, and the sky was getting dark. A touch of Xiahong soaked through the sky, the setting sun was particularly dazzling, and all the earth was covered with a layer of gold yarn. In my mind, there is a handsome face - shallow dimples, white face, lips always evoke a gentle arc. Standing between heaven and earth, everything in the world will lose its light. Whenever the sun goes down, I will remember him - the gentle and big brother. Especially autumn. However, it is in the autumn season that God took him away, thoroughly. At the time, the message was like a good drink. I want to cry, but I don't have tears.

He closed his eyes and lay quietly, as gentle as usual, and even the corner of his mouth was still a smile. The body has no temperature, and the cold touch makes me a girl who is not tall and thick, and starts to panic and fear. The handsome, beautiful young boy, the big brother who loves to listen to my childish fairy tales, will be happy with my little sister. In the fall, like a breeze, like a fallen leaf, flew to the place called heaven. Mother said that a good person will become a pure and innocent angel after he dies, guarding people. What about my brother? Did he also become an angel guarding me? It must be, he must be laughing at me in heaven! Raise your hand and put on your face, only to find that your cheeks are already wet...

The sunset is still shining, it is the light from heaven. I saw it again. In the sunset, the boy smiled gently...

The first day of Jinjiang Wuzhong, Quanzhou, Fujian: Zhang Mingying