The prose of my father-in-law who suddenly left

February 4th, 20 1 1 is an unforgettable day. My father-in-law died at half past six in the morning. His sudden departure made us sad. His 79-year brilliance disappeared in the long river of history and became our eternal memory.

February 3, 20 1 1, is the first day of New Year's Day, with beautiful spring and sunny days, and thousands of people celebrate. People are excited in the atmosphere of wishing each other a new year and immersed in beautiful joy.

My father-in-law, like the whole family, also celebrated the New Year. Although he was inconvenient to move because of a broken leg a few years ago, he still lived with tenacious perseverance and crutches. In the morning, as usual, he had no abnormal reaction and ate traditional jiaozi with his family. At noon, I had a reunion dinner with my family.

After lunch, his family asked him to go back to his room to rest, but he refused. He would rather sit in the plush chair in the yard and cultivate the warmth of the sun. It can be seen that the happy life of the whole family now makes him feel gratified, and a scene of prosperity and peace blooms on his face.

For a moment, his eyes narrowed and he was immersed in a beautiful dream. Gonggong's ancestral home is in Henan, and he was born in193365438+1February 6 (Gui You year1October 29). He came here with his father when he was young. It was the establishment of New China that brought him a turn for the better. Through decades of hard work, he has created a happy family with four generations living under one roof.

Especially on the occasion of the Spring Festival, getting together with his great-grandson made him happy, beaming and surging with emotion.

No, in the morning, he personally visited his 20-day-old great-grandson and gave him 10 yuan to show his care for the younger generation.

I think his excitement may have caused his heart or cerebral vessels to rupture and he died suddenly in a short time.

Immersed in happiness, he lost control, slipped down from the plush chair and fell to the ground. His family lifted him up and asked him, What's wrong with you? He said, I'm sleepy, nothing. He sat in the plush chair again, giving people a nonchalant expression. Now it seems that his sliding down from the plush chair is a precursor to problems.

After dinner, his brother-in-law asked him to stay at home and rest, but he would rather go to his own comfort zone in Gaocundian, one kilometer away from the village. My brother-in-law couldn't twist him, so he drove him, made his bed and let him sleep. My brother-in-law felt bad, so he said to him, why don't you call me sister? He said: On the first day of New Year's Day, she entrusted someone to do things, and on the third day, she came. He insisted on not calling his daughter, who was not present before she died.

In the middle of the night, my father-in-law called him and he didn't say anything. The old mother-in-law thought: it's broken, but it's too late. Just then, my old mother-in-law rode an electric car back to the village to call my brother-in-law. My brother-in-law hurried to see him. He can't talk. After clearing the sputum from his throat, pull him home with a car. At 5: 30 in the morning, the condition deteriorated sharply and his life was dying. His brother-in-law called us urgently. In the receiver, we heard him crying. We woke our sleeping son and drove to his house.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw many people busy, and the coffin was already in the yard. Seeing all this, we all understand. I hurried to the house and saw my father-in-law lying there. I shouted, but he didn't respond. I put my hand into his chest and it was still hot when I touched him, but he closed his eyes and stopped breathing.

He's gone, really I couldn't control my sad mood, tears welled up in my eyes, and my wife cried loudly when she saw this scene. With the help of the villagers, he dressed the old man and put him in the coffin.

On February 6, 20 1 1 (the fourth day of the first lunar month), that is, the third day of the death of the old father-in-law, a coffin nailing ceremony was held for him. After the relatives arrived, my brother-in-law and I stood on the stool and untied his belt and leg strap, and put some food in the coffin for him to eat on the way. My brother-in-law washed his face with wine. I tucked him in and made all the preparations for his journey. Finally, the friend who nailed the coffin covered the lid and nailed the coffin with a tinkling sound. His old man's house has returned to that eternal home! At the housekeeper's cry, all relatives knelt down and kowtowed to the old man. At this point, the coffin nailing ceremony ended. Seeing my father-in-law go, my tears kept flowing downwards, and my wife was crying loudly. She is so emotional, so sad, so sad, so helpless, so in tears.

February 10 (the eighth day of the first lunar month) is the day of his old man's funeral. Many folks and relatives will see him off. At that time, I think the tears with tears will gather into a torrent and take away the infinite thoughts; Those sacrifices will definitely turn into white clouds and take away that beautiful wish; That sad cry will surely become the strongest prayer.

The old father-in-law left. He left in such a hurry that he drove the crane west to the clouds before saying goodbye to his daughters.

When the father-in-law left, he couldn't help worrying. He resigned and left the earth without telling his father-in-law and her family.

The old father-in-law left, and he walked so hard that he still worked there on New Year's Eve. One day after the second year, he drove back to Penglai crane to return home.

The old father-in-law left, and he walked so calmly. Before he left, he did not look helpless, so Yan Yan died once and for all.

The old father-in-law left, and he walked so peacefully. He lay in bed, looking as if he were asleep, so that the pale bird could summon her soul and live for a lifetime.

My father-in-law has left, so I'm worried about leaving. He lived a simple life, worked hard for half his life, and finally fell into the sky with a loyal soul.

The old father-in-law left, so memorable. He was loyal to the monarch and virtuous, and finally fell in love with the wind and destroyed the western hills.

The father-in-law is gone, and he is missed by relatives and friends. He leads by example, is cautious and helpful. Finally, although he is smiling, his voice and face are everywhere.

We are very sad to see my father-in-law off the day after tomorrow. The weather is fine these two days, but the weather forecast tonight says that the temperature will drop and there will be rain and snow in the next two days. If so, the funeral will be affected to some extent. But I'm still looking forward to a fine day to let his old man sleep in the bright moon and breeze. It wouldn't be strange if we were naive enough to shed tears. It's just God's grief for his old man.

Grandpa, have a nice trip! Pine and cypress are waving to you, white clouds are paving the way for you, and everything is praying for you. Rest in peace!