Letter to the deceased relatives, model essay 1
Dear Mom and Dad:
Hello! It's another Tomb-Sweeping Day, a day to pay homage to relatives and mourn, and it's also a sad festival for me. Dad has been away for several years, and mom left some time ago. Tonight, when I dragged my tired body home, took off my police uniform and saw the stools and used dishes that you used to sit on, your voices and smiles came to my mind and tears welled up in my eyes. These days, because my son is busy with work, he can't come to your grave to worship and fulfill his filial piety, so he feels guilty in all aspects.
Mom and dad, I hope you don't blame me. My son is responsible. During the period of Tomb-Sweeping Day this year, our brigade not only ensured the smooth traffic at the main intersections in the city, but also was responsible for maintaining the traffic order in Sixiali Cemetery. There are tens of thousands of vehicles coming here every day, and the number exceeds100000. My task is to divert the vehicles and people who come to visit the grave to ensure their smooth arrival and safe departure. Every morning at 7 o'clock sharp, my comrades and I will be on duty around the cemetery on time, and we can't leave until the traffic is stable at night. Therefore, we can't spare time to worship you for the time being, so we can only go home, look back on the past, pray silently in our hearts, and place my deep grief on them.
Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety are hard to tolerate! When you were alive, I was busy with my work and had no time to accompany and honor you. Since you have gone to another world, I can't go to the grave and say a word. I really feel unfilial. However, I believe my parents can understand and support my work. Because you have always taught me: listen to the party, obey the organizational arrangements, and be a good policeman who is satisfied with the masses! ? During my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day, all members of our detachment took up their posts, and my colleagues, like me, gave up their vacations, stuck to their posts, gave up their families for everyone and ensured safety and smoothness. There is a firm belief in everyone's heart, that is, serving the people wholeheartedly; We still adhere to a spirit, right? Strive for the first, create the first and win the first? And then what? Not afraid of hardship, loss and difficulties? Nanning traffic police spirit! Our efforts won public support? Do you like it? ! Although I am very tired and hard these days, my heart is very full and satisfied, because I have always remembered your teachings, done what you want me to do, and earnestly fulfilled the glorious duty and mission of a people's police!
Dear mom and dad, it's late at night, and I will continue to be on duty on the road tomorrow morning. Please rest assured that I will work hard to live up to your expectations and become your pride! Let's stop here. When I'm busy for a while, I'll take your grandson to the grave to burn incense and worship you!
Your son Zhang Hao.
A model letter to a deceased relative II
Dear grandma:
Are you okay in heaven? You lived there for a whole year, but you didn't really bury it. The ashes were only temporarily placed on the mountain. Grandma, is it cold in heaven? Do you still miss our family? I am your youngest grandson, the youngest son of your only daughter.
I believe that when you died suddenly last year, on your deathbed, on your last breath, when you are about to say goodbye to this world and all your relatives, you must have a lot of helplessness and lateness in your heart, which is the same as our feelings for you. We always hope that you can live to be a hundred years old, or even longer. Take my lifelong event as an example. Every time I visit you before you die, you are very concerned. You said again and again that you were going to find someone, and before you left, you always told us that everyone was fine, that you wouldn't be back for long, and that you were at home watching us leave. We are all the same as you, and we have too much reluctance and concern for you.
Before that, at the end of last year, on the hundredth day after you left, we also held a worship ceremony in accordance with rural customs. Chaoshan proverb says? Persist for a hundred days? This is a very important day for children in rural areas. All my grandchildren arrived that day, and I had the opportunity to go to Qiankeng Village, Jiexi, your birthplace, with my uncle that day. Today is the anniversary of your death. Let's go to worship you. It is the weekend again. Just like your funeral and the centenary festival, we don't have to ask for leave. Maybe it's your fair arrangement and your consideration for us. In the old house before your death, a sacrifice was prepared the day before. Seeing things and thinking about people and seeing what you used in your old house before your death is another daydream. About your stumbling figure, loving eyes and gentle words, I vaguely seem to have an illusion that you have not gone far, and you are still in my heart, as the youngest grandson, living in the heart of our family.
Looking back at last year's late night, I learned your bad news, and my heart almost broke, and tears swirled in my heart. Up to now, I still clearly remember the increasingly cold autumn night when it was raining in Mao Mao. It was Tuesday, 20 10 in the national calendar, 10, and September 19th in the lunar calendar. I stayed up almost all night, thinking about your love for me, your hard life, your kindness and loveliness, and the last time I saw you on Sunday a few days ago, you were fine, and your speech and hearing were all normal. Why did you say that and leave? Before that, I thought that one day you would leave us, but when all this came suddenly, I still thought it was too soon and too early. Come on, I don't believe it yet. I didn't expect your departure to be an ironclad fact. I naively thought you were still there.
The week you left, I experienced the pain of losing my loved ones for the first time in my life. I can only use the silent words I have been used to to to pin my grief and let the tears flow freely into lines of words. The real pain is in my heart. Once the pain is deep, tears can't explain it. I feel the impermanence of life in my grief, and I have a special understanding of life. Life is nothing more than decades and hundreds of years. Life is equal to everyone. No matter what emperors and princes, no matter how noble and prominent the soul is, it will eventually turn into a blank loess. Ordinary people, no matter how poor and humble their souls are, will eventually return to heaven. We have no reason not to cherish life, and there is no reason to give up on ourselves. Nothing is more sad and difficult to face than death. After the death of our loved ones, we should be kind to life, cherish our limited life, cherish the time with our loved ones, forget many unnecessary gains and losses, complain less, be grateful and sincere, and be kind to others.
A year after you left, our family is still healthy and harmonious. Every once in a while, I will mention from time to time how time flies. How long have you been away? You will also talk about your concern for us before your death, your vicissitudes, your role model as a good person, and your education that we should be kind to others, and you will persist in the bitter days.
Today, a year later, we are all living peacefully, without the pain of facing your departure last year. I believe that no matter what happens, you should live well, be strong and be kind to others. This is a response to your spirit in heaven. I believe you have always been there, and you will always be there. That place called heaven will watch us grow up and bless our future generations with happiness and health.
Dear grandma, your son, my uncle and our family have been preparing to bury your ashes this year, so that you can be buried as soon as possible and your soul can have a place to live. Let you be buried with your grandfather who left you decades ago, so that you can have a companion when you are buried underground. The so-called simultaneous death is like this. We can also come to Tomb-Sweeping Day every year to clean your cemetery, remember you and express our grief. This year, I will try my best to fulfill my long-cherished wish as soon as possible, so that my family will no longer worry and you will feel at ease. I believe this is also the best comfort for you in the spirit of heaven, and the greatest filial piety for your son-in-law daughter and my parents.
Dear grandma, although you have passed away, we still remember you deeply! To you! No matter now or in the distant future, as long as it is our lifetime, we will, as always, pay homage to you on the anniversary of your death on September 19 of the lunar calendar, tell you about our family's situation in the past year, and then take this opportunity to deeply cherish your teachings and your kindness.
I'd like to use this article to commemorate my grandmother who died on the first anniversary.
Your youngest grandson.
A model letter to a deceased relative 3
At the moment when the bad news came, I was deeply shocked and suddenly. I can't accept this fact at the moment. I don't believe it. Maybe I'm too sad. I don't know how to cry. I let my tears roll silently and wet a pillow. This night is the longest and most difficult night in my life. I don't know how my heart was torn to pieces, and then it fell like a fallen leaf.
Oh, my God, why are you so far-sighted? A kind-hearted man said that he took it and left it to his beloved relatives and friends.
Crying at night, as if crying for your departure; The night wind mourns, as if because of your departure.
No matter how I call, brother, you can't respond. Unexpectedly, the meeting before May Day turned out to be a farewell, so you quietly left. I didn't even see you for the last time, and you didn't even leave me a word, which made me feel infinite sadness and regret. Brother, you have decided to get married on National Day, but when you leave, you will never be able to lead your bride into the marriage hall and enjoy the warmth and happiness of your wife and children around your knees. It is cruel of God to deprive you of these rights. Can I not sympathize with you?
May, rainy May, sad May, heartless May, May I don't want to recall in my life. Because on May 3, my brother lost his soul in a foreign land and lost his precious life forever. From then on, the mother who loved you lost an excellent son, the friend who liked you lost a generous and loyal brother, and the lover who loved you lost an affectionate partner. All the closest relatives and friends are shocked, sad and tearful because of your sudden departure.
At this moment, in addition to sadness, only tears remain. I can't accept this sudden blow, my heart is hollowed out abruptly, I can't sleep at night and I have no appetite. What should I do? Brother, why did you leave us so cruelly? You love your job so much, and you love your relatives and friends so much. How could you leave us like this? How I wish time could stop, so that you can live with us, laugh with us and talk with us; I think my thoughts can be solidified, so that I won't be sad because of my sadness for you.
Brother, where are you? Will you come back to us? Can I look at your face again, touch your hand and take me away? But, brother, you pretended not to hear me cry. I want to listen to my brother's laughter, smell his smoke and taste his own cooking. Such a simple request, my brother can't do it anymore, and leave the people who love you and you forever.
Brother, when you left, my heart was hollowed out and my heart was bleeding. Brother, your sudden departure uprooted my pain and sadness, and I don't know how to get out of this deep pain. But I know my brother often told me before his death that he always looked down on life and death and lived an optimistic life. Your wish is to make me happier and happier, and I will never forget what you said. I will try to live happily for my brother's unfulfilled wish.
However, in a few days, my brother and I will be different. How can this teach people not to be sad? Now my brother has been buried in Qingshan, Qingshan is crying for you, and only Song Qing is with you. In another world, brother, are you used to it? You must be very happy. Because we all love your brother, your spirit will live in our hearts forever, and we will never forget you.
No words in the world can express my deep pain and worry about losing my brother. At this moment, I wrote these words with tears in my eyes to commemorate my brother who died young and pay homage to his spirit.
May my brother go all the way in heaven, and I hope there will be no cars and no car accidents in heaven. Brother, rest in peace! If there is an afterlife, will you still be my good brother?
A letter to a deceased relative.
Dear Grandpa:
Hello!
It's been many years since you left us. Although I have never met you, I really miss you. I hope you can come back to life, because I have a lot to tell you. When I was a child, I never had the concept of grandpa in my heart until I went to kindergarten primary school and saw that other children had their own grandfathers, but I didn't. I asked my mother, and her mother said that grandpa died in an accident. ? I am so sad that I can't help crying!
Grandpa, I'm nine years old now, and I'm going to the third grade of primary school soon. I am not only wearing a red scarf, but also a health commissioner in our class. Now I must study hard and become a useful person to society in the future. You must cheer for me! Grandma is in good health now, but she is lonely alone. Sometimes she will be sad to think of you, but don't worry, we will visit her often. Oh, by the way, grandpa, my sister went to college this year. Don't mention how happy you are. You must be happy, too, right Grandpa, Dinghai has changed a lot now, and it has become a new area of Zhoushan Islands. If only you could see it! Grandpa, although this is an undeliverable letter, I really hope you can understand it! I am here to convey
Salute!
XXX
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A letter to a deceased relative.
My dear grandfather:
Today is the 32nd day since you left me. You know, I really miss you. Especially when I am unhappy, I miss you very much. Every time I think of you, I feel sad. Now you may not know, but I really hope you can know and comfort me. I really want to talk to you.
A lot has really happened recently. Now let me tell you slowly. Not long after you left, dad also went to the hospital for a minor operation. Although it was small, it hurt for a long time because he didn't listen to the doctor. It seems that it will take a long time to recover. If you were here, you would definitely talk about him again.
Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? After you left, my mother-in-law was really lonely, and now she is the only one left. She's really having a hard time, maybe more than any of us. Shortly after you left, she became ill, too. Although she is not a mother-in-law, she has been with her all her life, and she still has some feelings, which will still hurt me. She used to call you, even when she was not at home. I call you at least once a week at school. Who can she and I call now? We all miss you. I really don't want you to go, but the reality is really cruel. Obviously, you can stay with us for a while, but I haven't come out yet and dare not go home. I'm afraid to go home. Your shadow is everywhere. I'll miss you more and my heart will hurt more. I feel that without you at home, there is no warmth at home. There seems to be a feeling that home is not home. It's too cold. Every time I think about it, my heart aches and I can't help crying. Maybe I'm too fragile. I really miss you, Grandpa! ! !
After you left, I searched through your old things and found that you are really a very careful person. You kept your daughter's homework in primary school, letters written to you by others, and recent photos, but the most important thing is your receipt for withdrawing money. It can also be seen from here that you are also a thrifty person, because your receipt for withdrawing money almost never exceeds that of 500 yuan. But I also read your autobiography, only to know that you used to be a very unlucky person, but you have a better chance to become a people's teacher gloriously. After reading your autobiography, my heart ached again. I feel that I really don't know you and I feel very sorry for you. Maybe I grew up and understood some truth bit by bit. Sorry, my dear grandpa.
I've had some unhappiness with him recently. Sometimes I feel that I think too much, but it's really hard. Sometimes I have been holding back and want to vent, but I really can't find a place to vent. I just feel very uncomfortable. In those days, I missed you every night, hiding under the covers and crying secretly every time. That feeling is really hard. You met him, didn't you? You think he's okay, too. Yes, I think he is ok, but sometimes he really feels a little tired, which may be the result of thinking too much. I really want to go on with him, but I also know that life cannot be smooth sailing. Try to bear some twists and turns. Let's talk about it when I feel unbearable. Let it be.