Cherish Our Loved Ones, Treasure Every Day Spent With Them
Cherish every day with our loved ones,Love our relatives, cherish every day spent with them,From People's Daily,The earliest concept of death came to me on one day when I was three years old. I still remember that my father made me kneel in front of a black and white photo and said, 'Let's kowtow to Grandpa.'
Grandpa was my grandmother's father. At that time, I was still young and confused, and while kneeling, I asked, 'Where is Grandpa?' 'Grandpa has passed away.' 'What does 'pass away' mean?' 'Pass away means you will never see him again.'
Previously, I had little contact with this elderly relative, and suddenly I burst into tears—you'll never see him again, even people I previously didn't feel particularly close to, suddenly had no chance to be close to them, which deeply moved me at such a young age.
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From that day on, I was filled with fear of the death of my relatives. I would repeatedly ask my parents, 'Will you get old too? Will you die?' Seeing their newly grown white hair, I diligently tried to pull out one by one; when they said they were getting old, I nervously confirmed it was just a joke; when I read 'Journey to the West,' I secretly thought to myself, 'If Tang Seng could agree to give me a small piece of meat, I could make my parents live forever.'
One day in fifth grade, during lunch break, my classmates and I chatted downstairs. I confided my concerns to her. This wise classmate, our class leader, said in a lighthearted manner, 'But your parents will still be around for a long time.'
Yes, I suddenly felt happy!
I still have so many days to spend talking and laughing with them, to travel with them, and I don't need to worry about them becoming old and wrinkled.
As time passes and we experience more separations, the fear I once had of death as a child gradually subsided. Just like most people say and do, I know 'time will wash everything away.' So, we put the topics of life and death aside, as if they were forgotten childhood dreams.
We are busy working and managing our lives. Our parents are older than when we were children, but we seem to not notice it.We called, we video chatted, but the concern seemed to fade away. Until one day, we were suddenly fathers and mothers living abroad, and our parents were no longer part of our daily lives.
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We reverted to being children, enjoying the care of our parents, while still complaining about their nagging and their excessive supervision, and refusing to apologize when we angered them.
Our parents worked hard and endured hardships, but they still worried about our appetites, and they were concerned that the weather was dry and we would catch a cold. When they returned home, they would tirelessly bring back local fragrant green onions.
When my grandmother passed away many years ago, my mother said sadly, 'My grandmother used to say that if you want to be kind to the elderly, you should do it while they are still alive. It's too late for me.'
This sentence is engraved in my heart, reminding me not to let my parents grow old without doing anything.
One year, I took them on a trip. Throughout the trip, my mother looked radiant and her legs suddenly became nimble, and my father expressed his delight at how relaxed he was for so many years. This made me feel satisfied at any time.
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Love our relatives, cherish every day spent with them; the best way to miss our loved ones is to always keep them warm in our hearts and smile towards the future.
