Died on the way

Died on the way

Text/Liu Zhou

(a)

Before he died, my grandfather said to me, "It's good that I can die a good life, and I am very content!" Son, you dig a hole in the mud with a rake, and you throw me into it and bury me, so that I can go to the fertile field. ”

Grandpa died in my little arms, without a little weight. I didn't know what "fragility of life" was, nor did I understand what "meaning of life" was, but I only remembered the word "the end of life".

My elementary school teacher told me the meaning of the word, but what I always understood was that death was light, easy, and content.

(b)

Years later, I participated in some family tree cultivation activities. In a book bound by the line, I saw many, many traces of life, and also saw a lot of records of death, not everyone "died", almost every family, every period, there are people who die young, some people die violently on the streets, and some people die on the battlefield.

Many people's deaths are recorded, or published on monuments, or into scores, and romantic into poems. There are also many people who are born like slush and die like moss. Only then did I understand the ancient poem, "Now I come to think, the rain and snow are falling."

(c)

Grandpa told me about the Three Kingdoms and Journey to the West; Teach me to memorize the three-character scripture, and also memorize the enlargement of virtuous texts. I asked him "where did you get so much flavorful stuff" and he said from a good friend.

Grandpa's good friend, he has a lot of knowledge, and his identity is very complicated. He was the secretary general of the Soviet Union, and when the Nationalist Government suppressed the Communist Party, he almost lost his life. became a pseudo-security chief again, and took the opportunity to save the lives of some people in his hometown. However, after the New Deal, the people in charge of his hometown wanted to liquidate him.

He was very scared, and fled for several years, and in a place called "Lingbei Huang", he ate yellow vitex by himself, and his belly was green when he died. The family did not dare to collect the body and go home, so they buried it on the spot. Grandpa said that it was a highly poisonous Chinese medicinal herb.

So, I understood my grandfather's "very contentment".

(4) Before I finished primary school, I went home to help my parents and maintain the livelihood of a family of seven. A few years later, my mentor asked me to go back to school.

After my teacher sent me to the university, he left the podium for violating the family planning policy. The reason for the violation is simple, it is to want a boy. In the years when the economy was liberalized, he trafficked side dishes from Liangguang to Hunan, earned some hard-earned money, and lived a good life.

I graduated from university and worked as a teacher. In a class, I was reviewing the image of Xianglin's sister-in-law with the students, but suddenly heard the bad news of the teacher.

He was in a car accident and died on the way to Guangxi. His relatives brought his ashes back, but they couldn't go to bed.

(5)

The clan brother has some strange fate. Influenced by his grandfather, he loved to draw characters since he was a child, and because of this, he received special care from an old man. The old man was a regimental commander in the national army and had a higher education. Later, he surrendered to Cheng and became the head of the People's Liberation Army. However, in that special era, he suffered "special" treatment.

After being rehabilitated, he became a private teacher and had a meager salary. The elderly are reluctant to eat, reluctant to wear, and do not have a family. Gather the money and go to the top to ask, hoping to restore his status as the "head of the regiment".

As a result, there was no result. Life ended in depression on the way, winning a sigh from passers-by.

The clan brother said that they were better than his other two teachers, who died on the plane where they did not know where to go, and their relatives did not even know where to throw tears.

(f)

The beginning of summer this year is a good season for travel. But the news of the murder is enough to make people frightened. The wheels were spinning and turning, and the road was gone. If the living life is gone, it is gone.

I don't understand, is humanity safer or less safe today? The roof collapsed, the embankment collapsed, the roadbed sank, and the kitchen caught fire,...... How many people died like tofu dregs.

I once wrote a short article about the sigh of "spring tiredness", which seemed to be deep - spring is on the way. Nowadays, I can't express the ancient feeling of "death and life are also great", so I have to say that "death is on the way" and "it is difficult to sleep".

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Liu Zhou, also known as the willow of Yuxi. The Mijiang people were born in an era when food and clothing were essential, and they grew up in the hunger for knowledge. As a ferryman, I often read the book of life; I also write some words to record the normalcy of the river of life.