The last gift
Text/Heart like Jane
The 27th day of the first lunar month in 2005
The yang gradually recovered
It's still a bit chilly
After lunch
The sunset still has a warm temperature
You carefully crush the dirt
With farm manure
Sweet potatoes are neatly laid out
Cover it with a film
Warm cottage
Finally, the soil was carefully cultivated around the film
In case the wind blows the cabin apart...
This is your last gift to me
Had lunch
You help me lay sweet potato seedlings
I went to work in the Northlands
When I was called back by my neighbor's sister-in-law
You lie in the arms of your third brother
Close your eyes and be silent
I can't believe it
Just half an hour ago
We were both still discussing
How to educate children
Jointly planning spring ploughing and spring planting
You also asked me to find clean clothes for you
Do you have a definite number in mind?
Father, how can you talk without counting
Dad, I don't work on crops
You haven't t taught me yet
Dad, I'm still young
You also need to show me the path of life
Dad, my daughter is just having the ability to honor you
Please accompany me on my walks
Dad, my kids are still young
They need you too
Cute and amiable grandfather
Dad and Mom are also older
She needs your care and care for her
Dad, your children are just getting better
Please give us some more
Time to honor you
Daddy, Daddy
You are at this point
Children may be heard clearly
Calling you affectionately...
I'm holding you too
The same panic as the third brother
I also hold your hand tightly and don't let the tears slip away
The third brother said to me sadly and helplessly
"My dad can't do it"
No
I burst into tears
Mom didn't make me cry
She said
Don't disturb Dad's way back
I can only shout
Come back, Dad, come back
Dad - Dad
Let us shout dumb throats
You don't even say anything back to us
My hand is holding your hand
Your hands are gradually losing their temperature
I just want to use my body temperature
Let you know
My daughter wants to keep you
Daddy, Daddy
Are you already lost?
The way back
For days on end
I can't accept it
I went to the kitchen
There is your temperature
I went to the hall house
I feel like you're right next to me
Didn't leave this old house
I went outside
The cold wind was cold, and a white mist rose on my eyes
I walked to the river you love to go to
The river was whimpering, looking out for the end of the world
The third brother looked at me badly
Came specifically to my accommodation
Tell me gently
The deceased is long gone,
The living still have to walk
That moment
I couldn't bear my inner torment any longer
Howling and crying
All disbelief
They were all buried in that mound
2017.12.8 Night daughter crying