Chapter 189 You buried your bones in the mud under the spring, but I left your head covered with snow in the world.
Gongbei Tower, standing on the north side of Orange Island, leads Orange Island, is a representative building of Orange Island.
Because of the beautiful scenery, many literati and scholars from all dynasties have attracted to the tower to see the scenery and write poems.
When it snows heavily in winter, it is an excellent place to enjoy the wonderful landscape of "Jiangtian and Snow", one of the eight scenic spots in Xiaoxiang.
The so-called eight scenic spots in Xiaoxiang are: the mountain city is sunny mist, the sails return from the distant pu, the geese falling from flat sand, the night rain in Xiaoxiang, the night bell of smoke temples, the sunset of the fishing village, the evening snow in the evening of the river, and the autumn moon in the Dongting.
"Oh?" Wang Zihao's denial made Old Mrs. Liu smile, "Tell me, I have always been unable to let go of the departure of some relatives, but I am a firm materialist, and I cannot and cannot integrate into the theory group.
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Liu Qianqian and Liu Piaopiao held their breath. They had never stood from their grandmother's perspective and thought about her situation for her.
The grandmother, who is over 70 years old, lost in this life, is far more than what she has gained.
The most unbearable thing is probably watching relatives and friends die.
Even her husband could not resist the killing of time, so he left first.
"There is no need to be integrated." Wang Zihao said, "A firm materialist, as long as he understands the true meaning of death and has his own beliefs, is no different from the theists."
"What is your own faith?" The old lady listened with ease.
Wang Zihao said: "Anyone's death is divided into three stages. The first stage is that there is no heartbeat or breathing. The doctor declares death. This is the death of the body. The death we usually call death generally refers to this stage.
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The old lady nodded silently.
Liu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. She was a little worried that her boyfriend claimed to be smart and said something wrong, which made her grandmother disgusted.
"What about the second stage?" Liu Piaopiao couldn't help asking.
Wang Zihao said: "The second stage is that at the funeral, everyone comes to pay tribute to the dead, which is the death in society. As the saying goes, "A person's debt is ruined" has this meaning, and the social relationship before life follows
A person's death is written off and the smoke disappears."
"What about the third stage?" The old lady was quite interested, "I really want to hear it."
She usually seems very calm, but she is idle more and more often, and she is idle for longer and longer.
In the evening, she often sat alone in the yard in a daze, thinking about her hometown and relatives decades ago.
At that time, my hometown was very primitive, with no cell phone or phone number. Only a few families in the village had radios, and one or two had black and white TVs.
The playmates are about the same age as her, and they are carefree and free every day.
Uncle, aunt and aunt are in their prime, and even grandparents, grandparents, grandparents, and grandparents are still very strong.
It seemed as if in the blink of an eye, they were destroyed, and even some of their childhood companions had long been transformed into a piece of loess.
At night, the old lady often wakes up in the middle of the night and sits in the living room to recall half of her life.
The ignorance, naughty, cute, lively and playful when a few children were young, and even their cry when they were just born was still yesterday.
I cried and looked for my mother every day, and I couldn't live without my own children. Now I've come to see her a few times a year.
Not being needed is the root of loneliness.
She felt that her existence was meaningless.
Can't be reunited with dead relatives and friends, nor can they be needed by living descendants.
"The third stage refers to when the last person in this world who still remembers the dead also dies, it will declare that this person is completely dead." Wang Zihao said.
The gloom in the depths of Mrs. Liu's eyes was lit up: "It makes sense. I can't let go of their deaths. It turns out that it is because they have not really died."
Liu Qianqiansong let out her last breath.
She has dried this bowl of chicken soup.
Liu Piaopiao curled her lips and said she was confused. I would not take this trick.
This palace is no longer staying in the corridor, so I go back to the building to find food.
The fifth floor is the observation deck, and there are many fruit and snacks in the hall.
Of course, it's free.
Wang Zihao said: "So, grandma, as long as you are still alive, your relatives and friends will not die completely. They are still living in your mind and in your dreams."
After pausing, looking at the old lady's white hair, Wang Zihao sighed quietly: "You are buried in the spring and the mud is covered with bones. I am sending my head full of snow on earth. The white hair on your head is their longing for me.
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The old lady's heart was trembling, as if her heart that had been dead for many years had a pain at this moment.
It is better to have pain, but it is insensitive. It is meaningless to live.
Her hands trembled slightly, held the railing and looked into the sky.
In her dry body, she could even squeeze out two tears to blur her vision.
Liu Qianqian looked nervous and hurried over and approached a little, afraid that the old lady would feel uncomfortable, so she suddenly fainted.
Wang Zihao also took a step forward, he did not intend to awaken the soul of an old man who almost saw through everything.
There are countless elderly people of this age who die of old age and illness.
The old lady lived to this age and said that she had stepped into the coffin with half her foot, nothing wrong.
Forty is not confused, fifty is aware of destiny.
Basically, after 50 years old, the person's personality and destiny will be almost final.
So if anyone wants to change the mind of a person over fifty years old, it is better to change his or her own view of the other person and accept the other person's shortcomings, which will reduce the difficulty countless times.
After a while.
"Young man, what you said is deeply touching my heart." The old lady turned around, and the smile on her face was happy from the bottom of her heart. "Those two lines of poetry made me feel heart-wrenching and awakened my joy, anger, sorrow, and joy."
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Liu Piaopiao came out of the building with a plate, which contained some snacks and fruits.
"What?" Liu Piaopiao stared at her eyes, and I went in for a while. What did Wang Zihao say again, "What poem?"
No one paid attention to her.
She poked a small fork into a small pastry, picked it up, and handed it to Wang Zihao.
"Why give it to me first?" Wang Zihao was not polite.
Liu Piaopiao looked straight at Wang Zihao and waited for him to eat: "You eat first to see if it is poisonous."
Wang Zihao was just about to eat it in one bite, but he didn't want to eat it after hearing this.
So that's the case. This girl has her own logic in doing things.
After thinking about it, he still ate it first.
"Is it delicious?" Liu Piaopiao asked.
"It's delicious." Wang Zihao glanced at the tray, "Do you want me to taste it all, and you, grandma and Qianqian will eat it again?"
"That's not necessary." Liu Piaopiao was so happy that she began to distribute fruit snacks to her grandmother and her third sister.
Old Mrs. Liu has a good appetite. She ate two small snacks and a few slices of flesh.
Liu Qianqian was surprised that grandma rarely ate these things and didn't like them.
Today is the first time, I ate so much in one go.
It seems to be in a good mood.
My boyfriend's performance today was too unexpected to her.
As long as the poems in the envelope are not bad, and the top three are entering the first three, today's autumn tea party will far exceed her expectations.
Grandma has passed this level.
"Young man, those two lines of poetry just now are not the poems in your envelope, right?" Old Mrs. Liu asked suddenly.
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