Hurrying life

Although my life in this 16 years has not been rich and rich, but I have lived a calm and happy life, I have never really seen the sick and the dead, and I have never really understood the meaning of life. I am just plain and happy, until God, let me see the end of life, I am in a moment...
In the past few days of the senior high school entrance examination, because my family is sick, I need to go to a big city for surgery. So I took my own test. I didn’t worry about the second worry because my subconscious mind thought that it could be cured only by surgery. I am sick, so I have lived a happy day in the exam and after the exam. I am very happy every day. However, the night before, when I was still not dreaming in my dream, my mother called me and told me about it. Dead, let me go to Dai Xiao, I was blinded. I put on my clothes and washed my face when my brain was blank. I was still lucky enough to think that maybe I was wrong, I am Dreaming, but when my mother’s tears appeared in front of me, I finally understood, it’s not a dream, it’s a fact, I’m blind, I’m really blind, I’m coming to the museum with my mother, watching Go to the coffin and photos of Eryi, look at the wreaths with the names of the two names around me, I wowed to the ground and my mother cried beside me. At this time, the relatives next to me could not control it. I cried to my side, I didn’t think of it. The first time I saw Xiao Xiao in my life was a second encounter. I didn’t think of it forty. The second-year-old two-year-old, who refused to accept the loss of his life, the second person who admired it went, and eventually lost to the disease. My heart became fragmented with the invasion of reality. My crying eyes have already been smashed. I didn't open it, my legs were all swollen, but I didn't care. I just looked at the black and white photo. I looked at the face I was familiar with. I always felt that it was not true, but everything around me. Tell me not to be imaginary, everything can't be saved. At night I am guarding the spirits, I look at the sky, look at the moon in the sky, I point to it, it is unfair, but it does not care. I, it is just wandering from the self. From the next day, we went to the second cremation. I asked my mother why she could not let the second burial. My mother said that because the second is a deputy, it must be cremation, my first time. I hate this title that was once proud of our family. I stood at the crematorium and looked at the smoke from the cigarette but as if the second came out from there and went to the place he longed for. In fact, I should laugh. Erzhen was too tired before he was born, he can rest, but how can tears stay, I don’t know. Now, I am no longer What road talking to express their mood.

Hurrying life

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