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Weeping and Mourning My Father, Let's Wish All Children Cherish Those Around Them!

Today is the 100th day since my father's passing.

I never believed my old father was really gone.

Scenes of warmth and tenderness flash before my eyes.

Again and again, I lie awake at night, drunk and pretending to be foolish, shedding tears uncontrollably.

The wind and rain, seventy-eight years of life, he left without a word, only saying: 'Tria, don't be sad, I'm sadder!'

With the pandemic raging, the roads are different and broken, we cannot pay our respects at the grave, we can only pray for peace in heaven, and wish all those who have died from pneumonia a safe passage.

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This feeling, this scene, evokes memories of my father.


Father's love is greater than heaven.

May everyone cherish those around them, but filial piety is lost because the parent is gone. This is the greatest sorrow in life!

Note: Today marks the 100th day since my father's passing. This piece is dedicated to mourning our compassionate father. Our father has four sons, though none became great, they have all grown into adulthood, prioritizing filial piety, respecting teachers, and upholding national interests, preserving the traditions of our country.

Appendix: The fourth son mourns his father for 100 days.


A hundred days since Father left this world, words cannot express the grief.

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The plague blocks the way home, and tears wet my clothes as I send my condolences.

In the early hours of the New Year, I saw him in my dreams, with a heartfelt plea that I cherish in my heart.

Caring for all things in the world, he forgot himself and became a deity,

Quietly lying among the mountain soil and eroded bones, I served my compassionate mother, wishing her a peaceful life year after year.


Thoughts unending, memories boundless, in moments of confusion and disorientation, I relive the days of our youth!

May all living beings be happy and healthy, and may there be no disease in the world. May the departed rest in peace, and may they not be alone in heaven, with endless happiness!

The third brother supported Father's last days in the world, freezing a forever memory!


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