Brothers in heaven keep records all the way.

At 6: 30 a.m. on the sixth day of May or the seventh day of May in Wu Jia, and at 6: 30 a.m. on the morning of sunny 20 15 in Chongqing, you drew a swan song with your last kiss with your brother. At that moment, you just finished the seventh Father's Day, and there are still 3 months and 20 days before your 29th birthday.

1986 On August 26th, the Year of the Tiger, you landed with a loud cry and became the eldest son of your elder sister-in-law, the grandson of your grandmother, and the unborn brother or cousin of our four heavenly kings. We grew up listening to the story that you stole oranges from your eldest sister-in-law and long-legged cousin.

14 years old, you graduated from junior high school, and you dug a well with your uncle (my dad). The height of the well is nearly 1.80 meters. You talked about stealing motorcycles at home and smashing mirrors to cheat your uncle (your father). "The dog at home stole food, smashed the dog with a broom and accidentally broke the motorcycle mirror." Laughed, 14 years old funny time lamented his stupidity at the age of eleven or twelve and his self-righteous cleverness now. Your handwriting is very beautiful. The word "dragon" written in my dictionary, Youlong, walks the phoenix. The plum blossom you drew for me made me, a painter of bacteria, have a picture in the column of the class wall newspaper. The apprentice wondered: Master, this "Chimonanthus praecox" tree is actually red, and the plum tree still has color! I went out with my father for a year, and when you came back after ironing your feet, I was amazed at the instant noodles you brought back: "So, there are such delicious noodles!" " ! The more handsome and funny you are, the more explosive your songs will be: I've been bored, bored and bored recently. Why am I so annoyed? Because my hens don't lay eggs, don't lay eggs, don't lay eggs ... until now, your limerick is always handy and interesting. Always let your collaborators say that your education is a lie. "How can you? At the same time, at that time, you changed different songs every day: forgetting the water, practicing, freezing rain, sad Pacific ... mice love rice, and then they are steadily happy. When I was ten years old, I lamented that music can be so beautiful, and the duet between you and your brother is like nature. In the future KTV, Yong Yong, brother, you have to let go of Mai and give us a chance. Do you listen? We want to hear you sing.

Later, you really grew up, came to Chongqing, matured, established a career and got married, and then Xiaoyu (your son) was born. During these 1 1 and 12 years, you earned two houses and gave birth to a son. After two operations, you got your driver's license early and taught yourself to build and install. You said to your elder sister-in-law, "What about you, Mom?" You send something to your grandmother to install a house, call her: "Take care of yourself and live to be over 100 ..." You say to my dad: "Uncle, you are quarrelling again", you say to Yao Niang: "Uncle Yao, it's a treat tonight", and you say to your sister-in-law: "Qi Niang, don't be so unkind and unhappy. You said to me, "Zhanzhan, what the hell is this? "You said to my brother,' Panda, in fact, my uncle said a lot, and I think it still makes sense'; You said to Hai Xia, "Sister Yao, what do you want? "; You say, "Brother, look ..." Every time you have a barbecue, you say, "You bake some chicken wings and take them home for your sister Zhang (your wife). She likes it. " During the Spring Festival, you said to me: It doesn't matter how Xiaoyu's grades are, as long as he is an adult (moral character), has his own interests, does not break the law, and can support himself when he develops, depending on his liking.

Last time we had dinner together, nearly 20 people ate hot pot. You said, "Chongqing's hot pot, hairy belly and duck intestines must be the second of the three major dishes." Last time we met, you were in Nan 'an District Central Hospital with allergic purpura, and we couldn't stand laughing when chatting. The last time we contacted was the Dragon Boat Festival the day before you left. I send you a message wishing you all the best, and you send me a "reply".

Then the next morning, the abdominal blood vessels suddenly burst, blood pressure was too low, and he died of blood loss for a long time. I got a call this morning, and my father said you had left. I asked where I had been, and then I persuaded myself not to cry. My sister-in-law has been sobbing for a long time. Liu Yun only said, "Let's talk about it when we come back" and didn't want to recall. My brother kept screaming, "How is that possible? I am a good person "... I can't believe it. You can't go back once you open your mouth. I rushed to Jokhang Temple, found a praying monk, wrote down the name of your Tibetan version, and lined up at the gate of GeSang Mei Duodian, asking a Tibetan brother in front to bring the scriptures about you to the guru inside. I'm not religious, but I'm grateful that the Lama in Jokhang Temple can have an immortal lamp to recite scriptures, which makes me believe that you are very good. The younger brother said on the phone, "Sister, I can't go emotionally. Such a handsome man is skinny in the ice coffin. " I asked, "What about Small jade?" The younger brother said, "how can a seven-year-old child understand?" We don't really understand it. I feel that he is still there ... "

You are nearly 1.90 meters tall and weigh about 1.50 Jin. You should wear Li Lang's underwear, a belt on the hillside, customized leather shoes, and watches from Citizen to Longines. The appearance, specifications and performance of cars, from tens of thousands to millions ... If a family buys a car, you will always be the one who can find a quality consultant who is suitable for the owner and has the highest cost performance at the same price; You like singing and laughing, eating cold pig ears and cooking fish with fungus and ham sausage. ...

You promised your sister-in-law to get better and have a big meal, and told Hai Xia to leave all his troubles at the height of Nanshan, leaving Liu Yun without explaining why, so that my brother always thought he was still calling him panda ... You lied to us because we were always so honest and frank. I thought I had been living in the hustle and bustle, supporting my elders together, growing old together, watching Small jade grow up, getting married and having children together, and watching you have grandchildren. ...

You are so clean, how can your family describe you as haggard? So filial, how can you be willing to give a black-haired man to a white-haired man? With such a responsibility, how can I give up my aunt's middle-aged son, Jason's young husband and Small jade's young father? So open-minded, how can the person who loves you and the person you love be full of sadness?

Tomorrow, you will be buried under a stable land in Chongqing Qijiang. The weather forecast says it will rain then. May you be brave, handsome, humorous, single-minded, filial, diligent, smiling and serene, and walk all the way to heaven!

Acacia

Birds are hovering on the branches. Chongqing is full of flowers. See-off in Qijiang River. The day is low.

It's raining hard. A feeling of sadness. Re-climb Nanshan to listen to frogs. Butterflies fly relative to honey.

The ninth day of May in the Year of the Sheep (20 15. 6. 24)- War Festival