Death, in fact, is an eternal theme that life cannot escape. When we face it calmly and calmly greet its arrival, your life will be eternal...

When I left

Where will I be

What kind of season will I be in

Will I be in the morning or at dusk

Or the vast night

Will I come into this world crying

And eventually be able to leave quietly

Will anyone feel sorry for me and cry for me?

Will anyone still remember me many years from now?

Remember the smile I used to smile

Remember the look in my eyes

I remember my youth and tears

Remember my wrinkled face that was about to crawl full

I don't want anything perfect

Don't want any flowers

As long as you stand silently in front of me

Stay there for a while

So that I can feel your breath and smell

So that I can hear your voice calling me

Let me see the pure eyes of you and me when we first met

That moment will become eternity

When I look back at the nostalgic world

Will see your tears

Your initial smile