I would like to use this chapter to commemorate the deceased elders
I accidentally learned that an elder passed away, and I felt very complicated. Many important people around me have been taken away in 2021. My cousin unfortunately passed away at the beginning of the year, which had a great impact on me. He was a successful man, a successful son, and a successful man.
Father, successful businessman.
He started from scratch and built his own business world from scratch. However, when his parents were getting older and his youngest son was still young, he suddenly left.
When I rushed to the emergency room, I saw his pale face and the veins on his face. Even though there was no sound, I could feel the unwillingness and regret he left behind at the last moment.
To this day, I don’t dare to visit my uncle’s house to visit my cousin’s parents. On the one hand, I’m worried that the couple will think of their son when they see me. On the other hand, I don’t want to recall the events that shocked me so much.
Big things.
Until, by chance today, I heard that an elder had passed away.
All the things before came to mind again.
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I had a physical examination some time ago and found out that because I often stayed up late to write, I had problems with various indicators of liver function. For this reason, I temporarily left everyone and stopped updating for a while. Euphemistically called it, lazy cancer.
The death of my cousin made me understand that money is really something external to the body. When I started writing the book "Swordsman", it was indeed out of interest. But I didn't expect that the remuneration for writing the book was so generous that I really enjoyed it.
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But the lessons learned from the past are still fresh in my mind. For the sake of my family, relatives and friends, I chose to take some time off in early October.
Later, due to repeated urging from book friends, I couldn't bear the end of the book "Swordsman", so I started updating it again. However, it was far from as good as before. After work, I took some time in the evening and wrote 2,000 words.
To this day, when I heard the news of that elder’s death, I was filled with emotions that I couldn’t express!
I wrote a poem to express my feelings.
The sound and appearance can be seen, and you will miss the people twice as much as you see them.
The sky is dry and the wind sends words, and the rain falls and the clouds send treasures.
The flowing fireflies know my thoughts, and the migratory birds carry your heart.
Every drop of my heart and blood is for those who come after me.