Tomb-sweeping Day is coming, it makes me think of my father.

 

19 years earlier,there were  five people in my family,my parents,my sister,my brother and I. My sister is one year older than me and my brother is the youngest.We were poor but happy at that time. In my memory,my parents were all diligent. My father was kind and loved doing a favor that  anyone is  in need of help.

 

Though he was strong and mighty,he passed away when I was in the primary school of grade two. He was 34 years old while I was ten years old.We were ignorant when we were young.We didn't know  what happend to father While  he was lying on a wooden board with many strange covers.There were many people crying and calling his name around him.A few relatives told me to cry .but I didn't do that. My father's funeral just  ended in a hurry,because we had no more money to hold  more days.

 

From then on,I hate to put on a mourning apparel.That is  terrible for me.19 yeras passes by,I still can't forget that day, it changes my family's life.