On April 2 1 day, the 94-year-old aunt passed away. My aunt has no children and has been living with her uncle's family. Although 94 years old is a big birthday, I still felt very sad when I heard the news on the phone. On weekends, my father asked me to go back to my hometown to see my aunt. She may be dying. I didn't go. It's only been two days now, and there is a gap between Yin and Yang. It's a pity to think about it.

The next day, I took a class and asked for leave. I left school in a hurry to go back to my hometown. Sitting in the car on the way home, the scenery is beautiful. The wheat seedlings in the field are green, and the reeds along the river have grown to about 3 feet long. From time to time, ducks swim across the river ... my mind is in a mess and I don't know how to appreciate it. I turned on my mobile phone and logged into QQ, and told the news to several relatives on the Internet. Zhao Wei said that he already knew the news yesterday and told me not to be too sad. My little sister said that she couldn't come back and asked me to kowtow to her old man ... I replied, "Where will you go? The inevitable things in life, whether it is pain or sadness, have passed away." What our younger generation can do is to be better for those living elders ... "

When I closed my cell phone, I felt a little calmer, and somehow I remembered my grandfather. Grandpa is Gu's younger brother, younger than Gu 10 years old, and has been dead for almost 8 years. Grandpa died on 200 1 12 14, and the winter of that year was particularly cold. When we held the funeral, we stepped on the frost all the way, and the paper money thrown out was blown away by the wind ... I still have sight. I can't help crying from time to time. If he can live to this day, I will honor his old man's house and take him to places he has never been to, and have a look-it's a pity that God is so unfair, and he just went at the time when he should be idle and enjoy leisure.

Grandpa is an old private teacher. He was thrifty and thrifty all his life, leaving no money and wealth to the younger generation, but leaving us a humble and upright body that is indispensable for being a man. In my hometown, many people have been taught by my grandfather for three generations. During his ten years as a teaching director, he has won numerous honors, and there are numerous awards and certificates at home-this is also my grandfather's greatest honor. Grandpa's biggest regret in this life is that he didn't become a public teacher. In fact, he didn't care about his qualifications or achievements at that time, but in the first year and the second year, he gave the quota to others. In the third year, he said that he would not adjust at the age of 60, and grandpa was 59 years old. As a result, because there was no one at home, he didn't fall in love with the next beggar and changed to a related person. Grandpa became seriously ill later, as if he had devoted his whole life to education, and finally he was not recognized. The thoughts of people in that era were really like ice flowers on the window-clear and clear.

Grandpa was hired by the school to teach after retirement, and he taught until he was nearly 70 years old, so he won the respect of the local people. When he died, many people he knew and didn't know came from Siliba Township to offer their condolences, and his popularity can be imagined. After grandpa died, Gu Nai was very sad. People in their 80s wake up several times at night. Grandpa is her youngest brother and the deepest brother. As for the story, I probably heard it from my elders later.

It's past noon when I got home 12, and I only heard the sound of funeral music, and white cloth curtains were hung everywhere. Grandma handed me a 2-meter-long mourning cloth. I tied it to my body, knelt in front of the hall and kowtowed three times. I couldn't help crying. When you resign, sit with your peers and take care of each other silently. Everyone has the same psychology-I feel sorry for my grandparents' old people leaving one after another.

I remember when I came back from the Spring Festival, my aunt took my hand and asked me that. I'm so happy to see me back, but I haven't seen her old man again in just a few months. Life is really impermanent. Aunt and aunt are crying sadly, perhaps because of the lonely and desolate life of the crying old man.

1934, Gunai 19 years old, it is the girlhood. At that time, she was ingenious and worked in a cotton mill in Shanghai. Someone came to propose to Gu Nai, a well-off family in Shanghai. After listening to the matchmaker, grandpa agreed, so the two sides set a date. Gu Nai is busy with her work and looks forward to the future. When menstruation was still looking forward to the future in her girlhood, bad luck had haunted her-the man's son was actually a seriously ill patient, and the purpose of marrying her was a stupid remark in the old society-to be happy. As a result, not long after the marriage, the man died of illness. How taboo this was in the society at that time. Unfortunately, in his sixties, he was given the reputation of Foucault and became an unlucky person, ridiculed and looked down upon by others. Gu Nai was disheartened, resigned from his job in the cotton mill and decided to take his hair to the local buddhist nun to practice and wash away his sins. At that time, some people advised her, but she was so stubborn, as if the dream of flower season was shattered and she didn't want anything anymore. After a few years, the family felt sorry for her, and at this time grandpa had grown up, so grandpa came to Shanghai and took Gu Nai back to his hometown in northern Jiangsu. Since then, Gu Nai has been living with his grandfather ... Gu Nai fasted and recited Buddha all his life. She hasn't read a book all day, but she can recite many Buddhist scriptures word for word. 75 years! For 75 years! Gu nai survived so hard alone! 75 years is only a moment in the long river of history, but what a long time has passed on a woman, making an innocent girl white-haired! What an incredible thing it seems to us now!

I probably heard the story from someone else, but I have never heard it from my aunt. Similar plots often appear in today's TV series, accusing the dark society at that time. Unexpectedly, such a story really happened around us. It is conceivable that what hardships and despair Gu Nai experienced in his life and how much loneliness and loneliness he endured! Love can cure loneliness, and death can end loneliness. Gu Nai may have never been in love in her life, so now that she is gone, will it end this loneliness?

At 3 pm, the hearse is leaving. All relatives knelt at the door of the hall and saw their aunt off for the last time. Finally, everyone walked around Gu Nai's body for a week, touching her cold hand and saying goodbye to her. I hope that on the way to the west, she will take the temperature of her loved ones and will not feel lonely again.

The hearse drove away, and there was a sandstorm all the way. I stood on the bridge, listening to the river under my feet as if sobbing. The good-hearted man who came put a basket of Monopterus albus into the river-to do one last good thing for Gunai. The Dachai River behind my hometown flows eastward day and night, leading to the East China Sea. I think the same is true of people's lives, all of which are like waves, telling the story that all roads lead to the same goal.

The stories of elders are so far away for our descendants, just like yellowed black and white negatives. But the spirit of the elders will always inspire our future generations to reflect on themselves. No matter how the years pass, even if your hair turns white, you will always be the brightest one in my memory. I will love you forever!