#Witnesses of the Times #Father and Mother have gone to heaven, through the used clothes, sheets and quilts are burned, identity hukou are also cancelled, after three years all their traces will disappear, the rural mud house courtyard will also be desolate, I don't know if it will be slowly forgotten.
They left nothing in their ordinary and ordinary lives, and when they cleaned up the room, they found two ID cards, which were the earliest first-generation ID cards, and things had been burned, and I took two pictures. I remember that my parents in their 50s were still very tough, and the ID photo was also the first photo of them in their lives, and this photo became their youngest souvenir.
Looking at the vicissitudes of the old faces, I couldn't find their young appearance in my memory, maybe before long even this would disappear, like my grandparents, there were only a few words on the god card.
I wondered if I could still look at them and remember their faces when I went to them for years to leave their youngest appearance in the headlines.
