that summer

That summer, a season that I didn't dare to touch; that summer, I was buried in the depths of my heart.

It was a heavy summer.

"Hey, you will be better! The doctor said, your illness is getting better every day!" I clenched my hand, it was a pair of cold hands, so cold.

Not long ago, I was diagnosed with liver cancer. The doctor has already issued a notice of ill-health. It is said that it is alive this summer. When we hear this bad news, our heart will be cold. No one dares to tell the truth, only We can spend it in our day-to-day deception. Of course, we don't want to deceive him, just don't want to let you spend desperately in the last days. I really don't want to lose this amiable sorrow. My mother doesn't want to lose this close brother. My aunt doesn't want to lose this good husband. My brother doesn't want to lose this father who often teaches him.

The fireball-like sun hangs in the air, the heat hangs over the earth, what a beautiful flower, but it fades little by little. The moment before, it is still flourishing; at the last moment, it is dying, perhaps this is its fate!

Summer has reached the end, it is a bleak summer end.

The summer quietly fled, it ruthlessly took away the awkward life. This made the family's mood fall into the deep valley. Why is it so easy to be close to us? He was still fine a few months ago. Now, why did you go quietly? His voice and smile are so clear in my mind, I think that my tears will burst out of my eyes, I am in love, I hope that I can come back to us.

In an instant, I realized that life is so short, knowing that life is so precious, knowing that we should cherish life and cherish time.

The memory of the cockroach stayed in that summer.

First day: Wang Wei