Outside the village, in an uninhabited place, I heard grandma’s heartbreaking cry. I saw her in her early thirties. Although she was dressed in rags, she always had a young look on her face, the crying at this moment was telling her miserable fate. Young mother of her, at this time also lost only rely on, where her husband disease killed, 36-year-old, 5 a child she was before inhuman life, the sky is going to collapse, and the earth is going to collapse, but as the mother of the child, she must be strong. No one understand her heart of the bitter, more unknown, a young widow in leading 5 PCs children walk up to today, this itself is painful legend. After more than half a century, I heard the miserable cry again in my dream. Her crying shook the world. She was resenting the unfairness of fate. Why did she have to bear the pain of losing her son in her old age? She looked at her son for the last time in trembling, and she must go to the Yellow Spring together. Spend 3 days in life as in death, every second is fatal, and the sadness that pains into the heart. After sending her son away, she became speechless, vague in expression and ambiguous in language. She lived in her own world and in permanent memory. No more laughter. Far away, I heard crying, which was true. When she was alone, only lonely and lonely accompanied her. In the room filled with his son’s remains, I gradually missed her son, husband, all of her relatives, suddenly, it rained heavily one night, and the house was full of snails. A group of snail soldiers came to her, and they didn’t know what force it was, which drove her to stand up and took up the crutch to fight, all the hatred and all the anger were spread to the snail. There was lightning and thunder outside, and the fighting in the room was fierce. Finally, she fell down exhausted and never got up again. She left, but I could still hear grandma’s sad cry far away, which was so miserable and desolate.

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