Missing someone: the first rule? ? It rains a lot during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by want to break their souls? . Another Tomb-Sweeping Day. I came to her grave, pulled out the weeds that blocked the tombstone, and gently stroked her name on the tombstone with my hand. A crystal tear fell from my wet eyes. She? The one who has long passed away and I often miss? Grandma. ? Grandma is a very gentle person before her. As far as I can remember, she has never lost her temper with me and my brother, let alone? I did it. She also gets along well with her neighbors, and her departure makes them feel sad. I've been fooled by grandma for a long time, okay It's a blur. Although I often dream about her, I can't always face her face to face, because it is a dream? ? It began to rain lightly, but I still stood in front of the grave without hesitation: grandma, let's review the past together! Do you remember the way from home to kindergarten? Every time I come home from kindergarten, you have to carry me. I always dance happily. You smiled when you looked at me. This may be our happiest time! I remember very clearly that once, it was raining lightly, which made the originally difficult path more muddy. You walked home step by step with an umbrella behind my back. Suddenly, you slipped and I fell to the ground. You struggled to get up, helped me up, and wiped the rain off my face with your clothes. No, tears. You lowered your head and said to me: I'm sorry, grandma made you fall. I cried and shouted, grandma, I'm fine. I'll help you go home. You politely say no, I insist, you have to agree. At this moment, the picture is fixed at this moment: a little boy less than one meter, holding an old man, walking in the rain with an umbrella. ? In kindergarten, our beautiful life was cast a shadow? You have lung cancer. At that time, I was naive and didn't know anything. Only my mother said it was an incurable disease. I once asked you what would happen if you were lying in a hospital bed with an incurable disease. You just told me easily that you would go to a place called. Heaven? Beautiful place, I cried and told you not to go, you said, I will live better there, do you want grandma to be happy? I fought back my tears and nodded. And then you have to leave me for that so-called? Heaven? . I didn't know until I grew up that you lied to me beautifully and lied to my fragile heart? All right, grandma, that's it! Say it all, and you can't finish it for three days and three nights. ? The heavy rain interrupted my train of thought, and I will wake up. The tombstone is still in sight, but grandma will never come back, and my pain is irreparable. I knelt down and kowtowed solemnly three times. The rain continued to fall, and I gently said to the tombstone, I will come again next year. ( ? Miss someone: chapter 2? Sometimes, are we too willful? You go further and further, and finally you don't walk away. When I miss you, every oath you make rings in my ears. I said that if there is a next life, we will not be ambiguous in words. Maybe we are on two different tracks. I know you won't be sad for me, but I will only cry for you. I will write them in every inch of my heart, even if this year is the end of the world, even if the world is small, dear, we broke up on 2011.23. Remember, it was raining when we first met? ? I have a deep wound on my body, even if I cover it with a cloth, I don't think it exists. I hid that injury in the deepest place, and no one knew me. You said we've been together for so long, and I still don't know you. I know, I don't understand, but you keep everything in your heart. How should I know? Remember that boy, I love you very much? I'm telling you, I'm grown up now, not the child I used to be. Don't add me. I don't need it. Since I chose to leave, I must be thorough. I'm telling you, I'm fine now, so please don't read my jokes. I'm fine, better than you. Should I thank you? You made me understand all this. You made me understand how hypocritical the world is. I'm such a fucking bitch. Am I a fool? As they say, people. Always growing up under attack, so I don't care about those gossips. I'm fucking fine. Don't come to see my jokes, I'm really fine. ? Missing someone: Rule 3? The night can't stop the intoxicating tenderness, and the rain in April is always so touching and affectionate. The sound of falling rain broke the tranquility of the night, wrapped around the world, and a trace of melancholy inevitably rose in my heart. Pushing open the window, there was a slight wind blowing, and I suddenly felt a little cold. I sat by the window with a cup of tea in my hand, and my thoughts began to spread from that moment, bit by bit, until I drowned my thoughts, feeling the long-lost mood, caring, thinking, expecting, longing, entangled and indifferent? The complicated mood can't hide my eyes at this moment, because an amber tear is about to roll down? ? Will it hurt? I think you will. ? Looking at the lights on in the building outside, some are dazzling and bright, and some are almost just a faint light. I don't know which room you are in with the light on, which one will belong to me soon. Do we have the same light and will never overlap? Whether we have different trips or not, one day, we were surprised to find that the bright windows in front and back are where you and I live. Beautiful dreams can't hide the happiness of a full face, and there is a shallow smile on it, as if it is about to bloom. ? Will you be happy? I think you will. ? Neon lights are dotted with darkness at night, and neon colors decorate magnificent dreams. On such a charming and romantic night, we don't need any words or actions, as long as we know each other's voices in our hearts. You have me and I have you, and our secrets wander in the spiritual world, and our mood is no longer so depressed. ? Will you be intoxicated? I think you will. ? The breeze seems to feel the friendship between you and me. Are you okay? I entrust Feng to send my blessing to you, with deep thoughts, long concerns and deep attachment. Can you feel my thoughts on this drizzly night? The spring rain crossed the world of mortals and sent a poem thousands of miles away. ? Will you be happy? I think you will. ? Quiet night, a person is easy to miss, the past dribs and drabs come to mind, lingering for a long time. It turns out that even if time goes by, I can't forget this romantic love in my heart, let my thoughts spread, release my tenderness and enjoy my tender attachment. A little rain drops on the baffle of the security net, splashing a little, you know? That's my best wishes to you. Please pay attention. It will bring you a beautiful and warm night. ? Will you be moved? I think you will. ? The wandering thoughts in the mood are getting softer and softer. A person is so tender and affectionate, the wind blows, so warm and windy, and there is a unique atmosphere in the dark night, so ambiguous and lingering. Shouldn't we miss it on such a night? But we still calm down and keep this beauty in our hearts. Maybe there will be another kind of love lasting in our hearts. ? Will you be disappointed? I think you won't, because you understand me. ? The night is dim, I wonder if you are also missing, expecting, tangled and sad at this time? Like me, the call in my heart, the tears on my face, you know? Not because of sadness, but because of thinking too much, the longing in my heart always impacts my heart and brings an invisible but painful injury. ? Did you cry? I don't think you will, because I want you to be happy! ? Miss someone: Chapter 4? Time flies, and before I know it, I am already a middle school student. Looking back on my primary school days, I really grew up a lot. Let Bill, at the moment she entered middle school, she was also happy for us. ? Bright eyes, yellow hair, serious face, glib mouth? It always comes to my mind. I'll never forget her? Teacher Liang. ? Every time in the dead of night, I always quietly recall the past and every spring, summer, autumn and winter I spent with Teacher Liang. Teacher Liang is particularly beautiful and walks gracefully. Her voice is also very nice, loud and soft. It's like music is always ringing in my ears. ? I miss Miss Liang and her smile. Her smile is always unforgettable and unforgettable. Teacher Liang's smile is like magic, which gives us the motivation to keep moving forward. The students said; This is the power of a smile. I think teacher Liang's smile has verified this sentence. When we are discouraged, she will encourage us with the most beautiful smile, and don't lose confidence in yourself because of a temporary failure. At the moment of our success, he will also cheer with us with her kindest smile, so that we can move on in the future. ? I miss Miss Liang and her talking eyes. Teacher Liang's eyes are always so magical, so the heat is so charming. On one occasion, Mr. Liang spoke to the camera with relish, and his saliva sprayed all over thousands of feet, but I was deserting below. At this time, Mr. Liang's eyes stared at me mercilessly, and I was guilty and afraid. That's a very serious expression. As if talking to me; Don't think that you can be complacent by getting a little good results in the exam. Will you succeed without hard work? In desperation, I had to bow my head and listen carefully. Another time, it was the school sports meeting. I took part in the women's 800-meter race, but I fell down halfway. When I was sad and desperate, her eyes looked at me. I knew it was her. Must it be her? My most beloved teacher Liang. In her eyes, I saw the hope of success and the light she lit with love. This is a road that I will never finish. I stood up strongly and tried to walk the whole course. I saw a satisfied smile on her face? ? I miss Miss Liang and her every move. Her every movement always makes me feel so familiar and warm? I can't forget every day and night I spent with her, her tireless figure in correcting our homework, her years of education and her magical and talking eyes. I will never forget everything about her, absolutely not. ? Teacher Liang is just an ordinary teacher. She is just a good example among millions of teachers. However, in my mind, she is not an ordinary teacher. She is the best and greatest teacher in the world. Even if she is ordinary, that is. How can I repay Mr. Liang for his education? What I can do is to study harder and harder and come back with excellent results to repay her education. This is what I can do, and I will do it. ? The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the selenium in western Western jackdaw is shocked again. When will acacia meet? At this time, is this night awkward? Teacher Liang, how many thoughts are condensed in my heart at this moment! In spring, I went to Qiu Lai, but the flowers in my heart never faded. Miss Liang, you are a blooming flower that never fades in my memory. No matter where you are, no matter how far apart we are, I will always have you in my heart, forever, because no one is a comforting dream in my heart except you!
Miss someone: Chapter 5? I used to think that separation and separation are common things in people's lives, and no one will never see them again. However, after experiencing people and things in recent years, I gradually discovered my previous ignorance. ? Miss, what does this mean? I don't understand, because this is his lowest meaning. What is this? It is the last plus the next, and the heart is in phase. Appearance and heart, having that appearance in the heart is thinking. Reading, the word is more profound, a thought is eternal, a thought is good, a thought is evil, and a thought is thinking. ? So, it means missing. But why is this happening? Sometimes it's really hard. If you miss something, but you can't see it, you might as well not think about it, but think more and more. ? I miss my father very much. Dad often works outside and is very busy. It takes him a long time to go home. Every time I go home, there are all kinds of surprises. But every time I leave, there's a kind of? Not willing to give up? This feeling. I really miss my father. Every time I talk to my father on the phone, although I am very happy, I am actually a little lost because I can't see him. It is said that my father was my daughter's lover in her last life. This sentence is really good. Sometimes, I stand in front of me because I miss him too much. I still feel unreal. I have to hug it to know it's true. ? I have a friend, he said, missing is empty, just a perverted desire in my heart. Miss, miss a thing, miss a person, miss a thing, are out of your control. This is also an emotion, right? ? I don't know how many people have passed by, but I won't miss anyone so much and I won't remember anyone so much. Actually, one person's? Think? It can be big. Like friends, friends of friends, friends of friends? Maybe you pass someone by, it's someone who has something to do with you, but you won't worry about missing it. ? Missing is also a kind of concern, and it is precisely because of this concern that I feel more carefree but bound. ? If you don't miss someone, you won't care and care. ? ? Missing is a wonderful existence, and I will always miss the sweet days with my father. ?