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Ge Sheng Meng Chu, vines in the wild.

Yumei died here.who and alone!

Ge is born with thorns and spreads in the field.

Yumei died here.Who and solitude!

The corner pillow is embarrassing, and the quilt is rotten.

Yumei died here.Who and Dudan!

Summer day, winter night.

After a hundred years, return to its home!

Winter night, summer day.

After a hundred years, return to his room!

------ "The Book of Songs·Tang Feng·Ge Sheng"

The seventh day of the sixth month of the lunar calendar, July 27th of the Gregorian calendar.The funeral that I arranged alone was still made up as scheduled, but it was not because of Yin Zhiqian himself.

It's not to commemorate him, nor to mock him, but just to comfort those who are still alive.

Opening a funeral service company actually has some advantages...

The second uncle Yin Hongpeng needs a vent, and the funeral is exactly what is necessary.

This is my second funeral since I returned to J City. It is different from the first one I watched as if it was lively. In fact, I am extremely solemn and serious about this second funeral. The degree of importance I attach to this matter is second only to The attitude when he was almost trapped in the underworld.

Yin Hongpeng is a good person. This funeral is what he wishes to exist, and he hopes that it will never exist!

At the same time, I heard that Bai Yong, the mayor of City J, chose to resign on this very day. I don't know what kind of things caused him to leave City J in such a hurry. Arriving at my hometown --- a small village in Henan...

At the same time, as I expected, Bai Ke obtained a deposit from Bai Yong. Although her own attitude towards this was very strange, and it could even be said that she looked displeased, it was still conceivable that Bai Yong actually He must have understood the fact that his time is numbered!

I didn't have time to care about Bai Yong's side. Since I couldn't catch the "happy ghost", I simply gave up. What's more, if I caught it, I might not be able to gain something. After all, Xiang Qi was very helpful to her. too kind.So, I began to calm down and prepared to leave City J with Zhao Boyang and return to City S after Yin Zhiqian's funeral.There will always be more opportunities and time, I believe.And, I still have my own work and life to be busy.

Two days ago, Chang Wei who worked for me in S city called.

He reported to me some things at work, and by the way, he also talked about some trivial things about his life during this period. After I knew that he was safe and sound, I still hoped to go back as soon as possible. Originally, I thought I could He took him with him and brought him back to City J, but after consideration, he was still kept in City S.

City S is safer and cleaner.

At least the side I scratched for him was clean.

I must do what Chang Yu asked me to do, so going back is already an urgent task for me.

Once I've done everything I need to do, I'm ready to leave.

……

"Today, with a very heavy heart, we mourn the unfortunate death of Mr. Yin Zhiqian..."

A funeral is the last major event in one's life. Unlike a wedding, the parties involved cannot participate in a funeral.Often, in fact, I can rarely see the souls of the deceased at funerals. Many of them are unwilling to see their own funerals, and some of them either do not admit the fact of their own death, or have no longer cared about the world... …

The emcee's words, it's over.

Finally, Yin Hongpeng's eulogy.The attitude of the Yin family on this matter is tacitly unanimous.

Do we really live just to die?

Die with dignity, or dignity after death, important, or not?

I don't understand, despite this, why there are still countless people who persist in pedantry...

"My father, Yin Zhiqian, was born in 1928, on August 8th, and participated in underground work as early as 12...

My father is an old party member with a firm belief. He has experienced many hardships and ups and downs in his life...

His father promoted good and hated all his life, and was strong by nature...

The father is a light-hearted person, he is good at caring for his children from the subtleties.What difficulties and requirements we have in our daily life, as long as he knows, he will do his best to help us. He is willing to do all the trivial things for us, meticulous and not afraid of trouble, but he is unwilling to accept our reward easily.

Even when he was seriously ill, he always thought not to bring more troubles to others and his children, preferring to suffer the pain silently alone.Every hospitalization meant that the illness ruthlessly devoured his depleted physical strength and energy, but he fought tenaciously against the illness.

All of these make us feel very poignant and sad every time we think about them.

My father was eager to win in everything, and he was unwilling to lag behind in everything.His character and conduct influence and educate us, hardworking, strong, upright...

Father bid farewell to us, leaving behind his deep nostalgia for life, his deep love for us, his lingering voice and smile, and many unspeakable regrets.

There are thousands of forms of life, but each person can only experience one.

My father was fortunate to be an old man across the century, but his experience, character, and living environment determined that he could only choose his own unique way of life, which we should understand from our ancestors.But my father has a clear conscience throughout his life. He is a good father who is worthy of the memory and love of future generations. He will never be separated from us, and he will always live in our hearts.

We will miss him dearly and forever.

It's one of the best ways to remember the dead...

Rest in peace, father. "

The eulogy was not the one prepared by Yin Hongpeng, but provided by us. The reason for this is only because of some other people at the funeral...

At birth, a person cannot determine his parents.

At work, one cannot decide who to partner with or whom to contact.

Marriage, people can't decide who they hate at the wedding, let alone decide their own future...

Even until death, those high-sounding people and things will haunt you and never let go!

The reason why people live in groups and form a society is for no other reason than to survive.

But when people gathered together, death became even more exaggerated and terrifying!

Man is sinful.

So people will die.

Each of us deserves to die, we are all accomplices and executioners of fate!

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