Recently, Meng Meiqi's new song "Miss You" went online. This song she wrote was a song she gave to her grandfather. The indifferent and warm tune tells the love and yearning for loved ones, and the stories shared by everyone in the comment area also make people cry!
I have to say, all kinds of places in this world where you will go will come and go, just like the tide. Someone said, "Some things didn't start at the usual time, and some things didn't happen the way they should. Someone has been here, and then suddenly disappeared, stubbornly has not been ... "
You see, we always think that life is endless, but we don't know that death is silent.
Some time ago, Sa Beining, who has always been humorous, suddenly felt sad in the program. In the program, Sa Beining shared her experience of becoming a wet dad, and inadvertently talked about her late mother.
At the end of last year, twins were born. Sa Beining immediately sent her mother the joy of being a father, but she couldn't wait for her reply.
In Sa Beining's mind, the death of his mother became a lifelong pain and regret.
In 20 13, Sa Beining's mother died of a sudden cerebral hemorrhage. After her mother's death, Sa Beining recalled her mother many times in the program and once choked up. He said, "I often dreamed about her in my dreams long after my mother left. Then when I was in my dream, I talked to her without any obstacles ... "
Recalling the night when his mother died, he suddenly found that he had been doing something wrong.
"I always thought that making my mother proud of me was the greatest gift for her, but later I found that my greatest gift had not been given-spending more time with her while she was still with me."
After losing his mother, he began to understand that family can't afford to delay. Missed is missed, there is no way to make up for it.
People say that if you love more, you will regret less. But we always like to say "if", always hope that there are more days ahead, but forget that things are impermanent.
Life is too fragile to give a hug to the person you love, and then suddenly leave. You never know, which turn is a lifetime.
Remember Jia Ling's sketch "Hi, Mom"? In the sketch, she said something that had been hidden in her heart for many years:
Mom, I bought you a double-door refrigerator.
Mom, I also bought you that green fur coat.
Mom, I am a comedian now, and many people like me.
Mom, I miss you.
When my mother was alive, she wanted a refrigerator very much, but Jia Ling had no money to buy it. Mother wanted a fur coat, but Jia Ling bought it for her, but the size was too big ... In recent years, Jia Ling bought everything her mother wanted, but she never saw it again. These regrets can never be made up. ...
She said: "I feel that my mother is gone, and I will never be happy in my life. My happiness in this life is less than a dime. "
The year my mother died in a car accident, Jia Ling 19. She was still studying in Beijing at that time. When she got off the train, she went straight to the crematorium. My sister said to her, "Take one last look at your mother." Suddenly, Jia Ling couldn't believe the fact that his mother died, but his father grew old overnight.
After her mother died, she lost her temper with her father every New Year, because his father could never cook the dish of roast chicken with potatoes, which was her favorite dish before her death. She misses the familiar smell and her mother who has left.
16 years later, she still can't get over it. When things are bad, she wants to lie in her mother's arms. She has a good life and wants to share it with her mother. However, these small wishes can only be realized in dreams. ...
Missing is a ticket. I am on this side of the world and you are on the other side of heaven. Some people leave in such a hurry that they don't even have time to say goodbye.
The film "Tomorrow's Yellow Flower" (all stories in the film are adapted from true news) focuses on the day before death. Every day when a story happens is an ordinary day. People in the story are doing things and chatting as usual, and no one knows that this will be their last day.
In the film, there is a brother and sister. My sister drifted away for many years and suddenly returned to her hometown. The younger brother was surprised at his sister's sudden return home and asked why. My sister just said simply, "I don't know, I just want to come back."
My sister took pictures of my brother, and they chatted and looked at the dense telephone poles in this crowded city, and invited my brother to eat oysters that he used to eat when he was a child tonight.
But my brother insisted on going the day after tomorrow, because there was no need to wait the day after tomorrow, but my sister insisted on eating today. The younger brother said, "What's your hurry? You won't leave tomorrow. "
Unexpectedly, in a word, my sister really left forever ... The next day, my sister was killed by a collapsed telephone pole while taking pictures of the puppy on the roadside.
Death never plays by common sense. It is like an unexpected magician, you never know when it will appear and what kind of posture it will appear.
In the film, several newly graduated girlfriends celebrate in the hotel room, drink beer together and discuss the horoscope.
Just like ordinary girls, everyone is full of fantasies about the future and keeps talking about life in the horoscope book.
Some people want to start a business and own their own fashion brands; Some people want to form a family and get together with their families for dinner every day; Some people want to travel around the world and experience more possibilities. ......
The girls are looking forward to the brilliant youth blooming in 2 1 year.
Soon the girls ran out of beer, and they chose a person to go downstairs to buy beer. However, the girl had an accident while buying beer and was knocked down by a truck that ran out of control and rushed into the supermarket.
Xi Murong said in "xiaohongmen": "You think the days are coming day by day. Yesterday, today and tomorrow should be no different. However, there will be times when someone will always be with you as soon as you let go, turn around, or for an instant. "
Life is too short for us to think; Life is hard, and those farewells are too cruel for us to say goodbye.
On June 14 this year, a liquefied petroleum gas tanker exploded near Liangshan Village, Daxi Town, Wenling City, Zhejiang Province and rushed out of the expressway. The second explosion occurred after the bombed tanker collapsed a factory on the roadside.
When the explosion happened, a boy of 16 years old was doing homework at home with his classmates. Originally, his parents would take him out every Saturday, but on this day, he stayed at home, but unfortunately he was killed by explosives.
On the other side, an old man stood by the ruins, holding his wife's pink handbag in his hand, looking around anxiously, tears streaming down his face.
You see, we all thought that death would be far away from us and time would always be smooth, but who knows whether the sun will rise first or the accident will come first tomorrow?
On July 7th this year 12: 30, a No.2 bus carrying college entrance examination candidates in Anshun, Guizhou suddenly slammed the steering wheel, accelerated into the roadside guardrail and fell into Hongshan Reservoir.
In an instant, the lake overflowed, death came, some people climbed out of the gate of hell, and some people never came back. ......
Sister Ba remembers that there was a girl who just turned 18 in the car, and she was in her prime. After the college entrance examination at noon, her family is still waiting for her to eat, but she can't wait any longer. I only took the exam once in a blink of an eye, and I haven't got home yet. That teenager with college dreams will never have tomorrow again.
Except this young girl, on this ordinary Tuesday, all the passengers on the bus went out as usual, got on the bus, took the college entrance examination, went to work, went shopping, visited relatives, met friends, or just went out for air, but it was a farewell.
Similarly, on March 2 1 last year, an explosion at Xiangshui Chemical Plant broke the tranquility of the town. The glass has been broken countless times, and the smoke in the sky is like a huge net, as if to swallow people up.
Twenty minutes before the explosion, the wife of Jiang Yueming, an employee of the chemical plant, received a WeChat from her husband: Today is my birthday, aren't you going to show it?
My wife was busy and didn't look at her mobile phone. It was not until twenty minutes later that the news of the explosion of the chemical plant came out. The wife quickly dialed her husband's phone number, but there was only a long busy signal.
It was already 1 1 in the afternoon when her husband's body was found in front of the factory ruins. "I haven't had time to wish him a happy birthday ..." They originally planned to have a baby on 20 19, but these expectations will never come true.
On March 4th, six years ago, Li Jiping, a Shandong mother, looked at Wen Yongsheng, her son who was on a business trip in Malaysia. As usual, she put on her coat and pulled up her luggage. Just then, she shouted "Mom, I'm leaving" to her and turned to leave.
She comforted herself that when her son came back from abroad, he would definitely eat her home-cooked food, but he couldn't help but move his feet to the windowsill and watch his son get into his wife's car, leaving her with a hurried and familiar figure.
Now, six years later, MH370 has disappeared from the earth and entered another time and space, without a trace or news. Li Jiping, who hasn't slept for six years, hopes that his son's last figure can look back and say, "Mom, I'm back."
His wife Wen Wancheng didn't believe that his son was dead. Over the past few years, he has traveled to and from Jinan and Beijing for more than 30 times, secretly shooting 10 hard disk images, just to firmly believe that the plane didn't crash and his son is still alive.
However, Li Jiping's hopes were gradually dashed after a long wait. She said that if time could go back, she would hug her father's son and drag him out of the business trip.
Remember that netizen named "Walking Fish" on Weibo? Six years ago, her husband came back from a business trip and also took the missing Malaysia Airlines MH370.
For more than 2,000 days and nights, she always poured out her thoughts about her husband on social platforms, from initial collapse to missing, and then to despair. The last Weibo stopped at February 5, 20 19.
"The person who told me,' If you keep this promise, you will keep it all your life' may, really, not come back ..."
You see, how many people, wrapped in a coat that has been worn for many years on a sunny morning, went out, disappeared into the street corner and never came back; How many people have made us look forward to tomorrow, and finally, they never appear in our tomorrow.
We always think that the road is long, but we always understand after an accident and a bend: separation is not an ancient sunset, but a sudden departure.
Your newly charged mobile phone may never be able to dial again;
A friend who promises to get drunk may never see him again;
A lover you don't like on weekdays may never hug again. ......
Sister Ba once saw a set of photos, which broke the hearts of countless people.
They are mother and son (1974 VS 2006)
They are husband and wife (1970 VS 20 12).
They are brothers (1975 to 2006)
They are lovers (1973 VS 2006)
They are best friends (1968 VS 2006)
They are a family (1976 VS 2006)
Haruki Murakami said: "The so-called life is nothing more than a process of constant loss. Precious things will fall from your hand one by one, just like a comb with broken teeth. The people you love, one by one, quietly disappear from you. "
In our life, we are always waiting. Waiting for the future, waiting for the next time, waiting for time, waiting for the back, waiting for money ... The result is no chance, no health, no choice, no regret, only endless thoughts.
In fact, life is just impermanent, and there is no more time. Cherish those who hug you silently, cherish those who make you laugh, cherish those who come to see you by car, and cherish those who feed you at your bed. ......
Don't always leave regrets, you didn't treat the person you love better; Don't miss the dead infinitely in your limited life, but accompany, hug and confess as much as possible in your limited time.
After all, life is not long. Please cherish every hug in the moment. Maybe I'll never see it again in my next life. ......