A short sentence commemorating the death of a loved one.

1. In our life, some people are destined to be very important, and some people are destined to have a very important position in our hearts. I miss my parents and the time spent with them!

There is still the warmth of his childhood life in the tea bowl, and his thorough mood is still telling me about his vicissitudes over the years, but I have forgotten, I have forgotten, where I came from, where I am going, and he is not talking with me at the desk. He didn't want to leave and went to heaven where we all went.

It's another day to miss your deceased relatives. It turns out that time cannot make people forget everything. On the contrary, it will only make people remember more and more deeply. My late aunt, if there is an afterlife, I still want you to be my aunt. I really miss you!

Qingming, this day, tells me how not to burst into tears; On this day, I fell on my knees and folded my hands. Let me wish my distant parents rest in peace and happiness!

Writing about relatives is actually writing about yourself, writing that you are experiencing many misfortunes, facing a lot of pain and thinking after death, and thinking about your relatives. Let me use this tear to mourn my lost relatives and the time we passed today.

Money, life or death, the most important thing in this life is family! It was the blessing of past lives that made me home, but what am I doing! Aunt, I'm sorry! All crying, sadness and heartache are useless and can't save your lost life!

2. What are the sentences for mourning relatives?

I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.

Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.

Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.

It's worth remembering that it had come and gone before I knew it.

In the first month, Li Shangyin worshiped the house.

Close the lock and cover it with moss, and the corridor and deep pavilion are idle here.

The prophet is dizzy in the windy month, but the cold flowers still bloom.

The bat blows the curtain and turns, and the mouse guesses through the window net.

I'm alone, singing at night with my lamp on my back.

Jiangchengzi sushi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless.

Never think, never forget.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home.

Xiao Xuan window, get dressed.

Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears

It is expected that every year there will be heartbroken, moonlit and short matsuoka.

Mourning Wang Shizhen

On the stranger, the flowers are fragrant, and the fish scales are wrinkled into lines.

Red beans in Jiangnan are bitter, and flowers bloom every year to remember you.

Nan Xiangzi's inscription for the dead woman: Nalan Xingde

Tears are swallowed but silence.

I only regret my past feelings.

Keep your knowledge by Dan Qing, Yingying.

You can't draw it if you are sad.

Don't be too specific

Wake up early in the middle of the night.

Qing wakes up early and dreams more.

Call the rain bell at night.

On Nalan Xingde from Jin Ping Mei The Death of a Woman

When was this hatred?

Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers.

I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up.

Material also has feelings, and the world is tasteless.

Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform.

The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it.

If there are Pisces in Chongquan.

It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on.

I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiang Xian's excuse.

When it's over, he'll know himself.

I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again.

Clear tears, confetti. Who are you mourning for? Only in this way can you choose a poem as the title.

Now, your face is my most precious memory. Because you are no longer with me, but your face has been deeply imprinted in my mind, lingering and becoming my most precious wealth. Your face is actually very black; Your face is actually wrinkled; Your face is not beautiful, but it is the most precious thing in my life. Because it spent a happy childhood with me and taught me what care is and what care is.

I walk on the back of time, measuring the distance of time, waiting silently and calculating carefully. I firmly believe that I have accumulated the strength of my life for more than ten years, and one day I will make a difference, and I will make a blockbuster, so that I hope everyone I love is well.

I stared at the greedy smiles of people around me in confusion. I know their names are relatives. Looking at their affectionate smiles, I only have a strong desire for the world around me, so that I look at my relatives.

I will always look up at the sky and think that if there is heaven, I hope my relatives can get together in heaven and take care of each other. I don't want to give me anything, but I hope you will no longer suffer from illness, and you can have a happiness that really belongs to you. My heart is full in this life!

Time makes people old, but what is not old is family. No matter where we are, relatives will always be our most solid spiritual pillar and ideal emotional sustenance!

Whether a prodigal or a ranger, he always travels around the world. Tonight, he should be glad that he can be honest and clean with his parents, pour a glass of light wine, offer a nine-day bright moon and his deceased relatives. You can light a cigarette, silently bless your family in a foreign country, and ask if there is a moon in your hometown during the overseas Mid-Autumn Festival. You can stand in the quiet yard, look at the leaves swaying in the wind on the vine, and miss your friends far away. At this moment in a different place, do you still remember whether we agreed to watch the bright moon together?

After several life changes, I finally returned to the north from the south and my hometown. Every Mid-Autumn Night, homesickness fades away. After all, if you live in your hometown for a long time, you will often forget your home, laugh at the lack of flowers in the full moon, and get drunk in winter, summer and Mid-Autumn Festival. For Jiangnan, which once gave birth to itself, I only remember the hazy smoke, blood like kapok, jasmine fragrance and palm swaying. There is also a small firefly on Mid-Autumn Festival night.

4. Sentence of missing the deceased relatives: Tomb-Sweeping Day has arrived! I only hope that Dad and Grandpa will be happy in another world, not as hard as when they were alive! Maybe they met, too. One day in the future, we will meet again.

We will never stop thinking about our loved ones, but there are many kinds of thoughts, such as grandma's pain, mom's words and little daughter's emotions. Anyway, the deceased relatives will live in our hearts forever.

Money, life or death, the most important thing in this life is family! It was the blessing of past lives that made me home, but what am I doing! Aunt, I'm sorry! All crying, sadness and heartache are useless and can't save your lost life!

5. What are the sentences about "Father's Death Day"? 1. Dad, did you have a good time in heaven? My family is fine, don't worry.

2, keep thinking, keep remembering, and then be in a daze. Now I'm leaning against the door, hoping my father will return to Mo Zuoxian.

3. Parents are here, where does life come from? With parents gone, there is only one way home in life.

Today is the second anniversary of my father's death. When I woke up in the morning, the world was white, and the sadness in my heart drowned me instantly. I seem to look at my parents' voices and smiles through tears, and I think of what they often say in my ear. Pay attention to safety and be careful, as if my child has not grown up.

5, the blue path water flows in March, Dong Yuhuan Xie Yiting Spring. In my last life, I wanted to be nice to my mother and eat my heart for three meals.