Missing is like a flower-addressed to my cousin in heaven.

My cousin's little name is Huaer, and she is our aunt's little daughter.

I was in the second grade of primary school when I met my sister. At that time, my parents came back from the northeast with our seven sisters. Our family is poor and life is difficult. It was with the help of my aunt, daughter and son-in-law that we spent that difficult time.

In my impression, my sister is elegant and dignified, and she is a very delicate person. Every time I see her, I will see that she has short hair, dresses appropriately and generously, and occasionally embellishes it with small scarves of different colors. My sister speaks softly, but she can sing and dance well. At that time, she worked in the village education Committee.

Every year, on the second day of the Lunar New Year, it is the day when my daughter returns to her mother's house and the aunt's family is reunited. Several cousins and brother-in-law will come back with their children, have dinner at aunt's house at noon and get together at my house at night. My parents will prepare a big table of meals, chat and drink with these sisters and brothers-in-law who have done great things to our family, talk about the harvest of our family and talk about the progress of our children. My sister and brother-in-law will never forget to praise my mother's cooking and encourage and guide our brothers and sisters who are studying. This day every year has also become the biggest expectation for the Spring Festival in my memory. That day was a great event for my family. I like to see my sisters' new clothes and listen to their stories outside the village. Sister Hua likes me very much and always says to me, "Song Ming, study hard, and you will definitely be able to eat state grain in the future."

In this way, the days passed year after year in expectation. Growing up, I really listened to my sister's words-I ate state grain. I went to a technical secondary school, got a city hukou, and was assigned to work in my sister's school, which is also my alma mater-Shaizi Middle School. Since then, my sister and I have become colleagues. That is, from then on, I became a frequent visitor to my sister's house. My sister often asks me to have dinner at her house, and she never forgets to bring me delicious food. My sister always says, "Your brother often goes out to eat, and TongFu.kabu is not at home, so I can't eat. Help me eat, or it will be broken. " I can feel that my sister is distressed by my poor food, but she is careful to safeguard my self-esteem in a poor family. As careful as my sister.

Two years later, my sister was transferred to Xiaoguan Town with her brother-in-law. Because the teacher's salary was paid by the township government at that time, my brother-in-law helped me transfer to Zhenzetou Middle School with better benefits. This is still close to my sister. My parents are used to me following my sister. No matter what problems I encounter, I will say: you talk it over with your sister Hua and brother Cheng Ze. Later, I found a partner, and my family is a small business. Often after work, he drives me to my sister's house on a motorcycle and picks me up the next day. In the evening, my sister and I slept on a big kang. My sister asked the person I was looking for and said that my brother-in-law said, "Ask Song Ming. This is the daughter of my old Bi family. " My brother-in-law said, "I know his director. He is a nice young man. Apart from being short, there is nothing wrong with him and he can use a computer. " My sister smiled at ease and said, "People are like everything." Every time I talk, it's midnight. Every time I go, my sister will take care of Jiaozi and share the details of my love with her while working. My sister listens carefully every time and gives me some advice from time to time. Now that I think about it, many of my ideas are actually influenced by my sister.

The family courtyard where my sister lives has a yard full of fresh vegetables. I went there once, just in time for a professional photographer to talk with his brother-in-law. My sister said, "It's rare to meet a professional expert. Take a photo of Song Ming, too. " My sister taught me how to pose, how to put my hands and where to look, and gave me a small umbrella. The expression is still clear.

The years are quiet, so many years have passed, my sister watched me grow up step by step, and I gradually entered middle age.

Later, my sister and brother-in-law went to town, and I got married and had children. But I never miss every important moment in my life. I still cherish the red belt that my sister gave me and my husband when I got married.

Later, I also went to town. I am far away from my sister because of my busy work and life. I seldom go back to my hometown after my mother died. For years, I met my sister on her birthday. For many years in a row, my sister will invite me, Cui Jie and Xiao Du to her birthday party, and every time I will open the flowers my brother bought for her and give us some roses and lilies to take home. And my birthday every year, almost only my sister remembers it. Needless to remind, I always receive my sister's blessing on time. I once said to my sister, "Sister, you are the only one who won't forget my birthday." My sister replied, "I am loyal to the person I like." Then I made a hug and naughty expression. Instantly warming up.

Elder sister is a person who pays great attention to the sense of ceremony. Not only my birthday, but also my sister will send me messages on Teacher's Day, March 8th, New Year's Day, Spring Festival and even Valentine's Day. One Valentine's Day, my sister invited the four of us to Ji Liang porridge shop for a party and laughed when we met. My elder sister said, "The four of us also came out for romance. Valentine's Day is a festival for people with feelings and cannot be limited to men and women. "

Every year when cherries are ripe, my sister will invite us to eat cherries together, and I often break my word; Occasionally, the four of us will go shopping together, visit Jindu, Liqun and Yinhe Shopping Plaza, make an appointment with a hotel, and take Brother Jinlong's car to Shouguang vegetable greenhouse. At that time, I didn't find it difficult to meet. Although the number of times is not much, I always feel that my sister is around, not going far and never leaving.

My sister and I both like words. Over the years, we have communicated more through qq and WeChat, and learned about each other's life and status quo through the changes in the circle of friends and QQ space. We pay attention to each other's every dynamic update, reply to each other's every change, and leave a message under each other's qq log.

My sister told me that she gave herself a screen name "Shu Yue", which means comfort and happiness. Maybe this is my sister's perception of life. I really feel the comfort and happiness of life. Every time my sister writes an article, she will send it to me, either her mood, her indignation at bad phenomena or her sympathy for the weak. I will always sigh that my writing is exquisite and sincere, and I see my justice and kindness through these words. I will also put my joy or emotion or excitement or excitement into writing. No matter how long the article is, I will read it patiently and then comment carefully. In the comment area, I still don't encourage it. Every time I win the prize, my sister will carefully look at my competition experience and tell me with distress that it is not easy and even tears. My sister once told me that she felt good after listening to Fan Deng's book club. She wanted to be a member, and later we became members together. My elder sister once recommended me to read Zhang Defen's Loneliness of Life. Later, I bought all the books in Zhang Defen. Her words can arouse our * * * that we will find ourselves at some point. My sister and I belong to the kind of spiritual communication. We know each other better than others. No matter what topic you talk about, you can see your own shadow from each other. Such an exchange will free us from the troubles of life, cherish the friendship along the way and cherish the happy life now.

Besides everyone likes writing, my communication with my sister is more about keeping fit. My elder sister often enjoins me to say, "Women must not be angry, but should pay attention to keep warm. Don't show your knees or neck when wearing pants. " Later, my sister told me that talking too much will consume gas. Every time I talk to my sister on the phone, ten minutes later, my sister will say, "Song Ming, I don't want to talk about it. Really tired. " I am busy putting down the phone, but my sister will continue to chat with me on WeChat for ten minutes. My sister lives very carefully and never eats indiscriminately, but she is still very weak and makes people feel distressed. Maybe he became a doctor after a long illness. I know many traditional Chinese medicine remedies. Often take me to take a bath and steam, introduce me to a good massage shop, accompany me to do moxibustion and give me some moxibustion box. I said that moxibustion has too many benefits in addition to cold and dampness ... I shared all the beautiful things in her life with me without reservation, just like my childhood preferences. My sister is a warm existence to me. ...

The last time I saw my sister was at Dakai's wedding. My sister is a happy mother-in-law and dressed beautifully. Although she is thin, her face is still full of vitality. Last time on WeChat, my sister said to me: Due to inconvenient reasons, friends circle can't comment and praise, please forgive me. I don't know, but I know I must have her reasons, and I didn't ask much; The last call was August 20 18 15. The duration is 80 minutes. My sister's voice is loud and her tone is calm and joyful. She talked to me about many people and things, past, future, life and work. She also said that she likes singing and sang a lot of songs in the national karaoke. I am also happy to say, "Sister, do you know? I haven't heard you speak so loudly for a long time, and you still talk so much. Can we consider having a party? " My sister said to wait until she contacted me, but this time, it was goodbye. What is even more unexpected is that this chat has only passed ten days.

People may automatically block some impermanence from happening to the people they love, thinking that they will always be around and will not leave. I never thought my sister would leave, much less suddenly. A promising Dakai, a sensible daughter-in-law, a lovely little granddaughter, and a brother-in-law who is about to retire have just begun to really enjoy life and support themselves. How can I bear to leave it behind?

I looked at my sister's WeChat chat record over and over again, listened to her voice, looked at her comments in the log, took the desk calendar made by my sister with my photos, looked at our group photo, and burst into tears countless times. I can't believe it. I don't want to believe it. I dare not face such bad news. From the age of nine to her forties, my sister is not only a relative, but also a confidant, the most loyal and intimate friend, and a best friend who talks about everything. My sister has been deeply integrated into my life. However, I can no longer enjoy my sister's preference for me. My sister's WeChat is called "Autumn leaves float lightly", and I really float away like an autumn leaf, quietly. I don't want to involve others. I don't even know the news that my sister is in hospital. I stayed with her for the last minute without bringing her a glass of water. Just ask for it. This is a deep regret and guilt in my life.

The day I left happened to be the day before the first anniversary of my father's death. When relatives leave one after another, no matter what external force can stop them, I feel that things are impermanent and sadness comes from the heart. Over the years, due to the death of my parents and my sister, my heart has been soaked in tears for too long. I often wonder: What is the other world like? Will they meet there? If we meet, we will take good care of each other, then there will be no pain in the world, no!

Every year in Tomb-Sweeping Day, I will squat in front of my sister's grave and talk to her a lot, just like we used to chat. Although my sister didn't respond, I knew she could feel it. I believe I just exist in different time and space. Although I can't see her, she must still be there. Some people say that a person's real death is not leaving, but forgetting. If we are not forgotten, we will live in our hearts forever. My kindness, diligence, carefulness, love for my relatives and sincerity for my friends will continue in my life. I believe that I can feel the happiness and happiness of the people I love, and I can also feel the sadness and sadness of the people I love, so we, the people I love deeply, should work hard, live a good life, cherish the relatives around us and live the life she wants us to live. Because, one day, everyone we live in will eventually get old.

May everything be fine in my world! I hope to be sisters in the afterlife!

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