2. Parents are there and life is still there; With parents gone, there is only one way home in life. Some things, you don't know how to cherish when you are young, but when you cherish them, you are no longer young.
I missed your father so much that I didn't expect you to leave us, but you left anyway.
I love my son endlessly, and I am glad to be home. Cold clothes are needle and thread, and letters from home are ink stains. If you encounter pity, you will ask for it. I am ashamed of the son of man and dare not sigh.
After you left, I fell in love with sleeping. I can only meet you when I am asleep. In my dream, you held my hand, walked with me, played with me, and affectionately called my birth name. I smiled happily and ran until I woke up, only to find that it was just a dream, and you were no longer alive.
6. With my father gone, I can't be happy anymore. I asked myself, even if I don't feel happy, will I feel bitter after suffering? You can't even tell pain from pleasure. Is life and death still so sensitive? Even life and death can be spared. Is it that important to gain or lose?
7, father, you left, once warm courtyard, no longer have your figure, for a long time, no longer hear your laughter.
8. Let the breeze blow gently and bring my daughter's cordial greetings. May you have a safe life in heaven.
9. Father! I can only wish you a pleasant journey!
10, father, knowing under the spring, you can rest in peace! Don't worry about your daughter. 1 1. If you are reborn, you will definitely live in a happy paradise!
12, in this green mountains and green waters, where my father is most familiar and concerned about in his life, rest in peace with my father who I want to see most, father!
13, a person is drunk, do you understand that I miss you? In fact, I really want to tell you that I miss you, but you are on the other side of the sky.
14. Thank you, Dad, for the laughter. I wish my father a pleasant journey and no pain in heaven.
15, at night, looking up at the vast starry sky, the brightest position in front of you is your position?
16, alas! You can't think before you die, and you can't know behind you; Cry that you don't smell your words and drink your food. Paper dust, north wind crazy, my brother is back, and I will look back at you. Alas! Alas!