I would like to use this chapter to commemorate the deceased elders

I accidentally learned that an elder had passed away, and I felt very complicated.

2021 has taken away many important people around me.

At the beginning of the year, my cousin unfortunately passed away, which had a great impact on me.

He is a successful man, successful son, successful father, and successful businessman.

Start from scratch and build your own business world from scratch. However, at this stage when "the parents are getting old and the young son is still young", he suddenly left.

When I rushed to the emergency room, I saw his pale face and the blue veins on his face. Even though it was silent at the time, I could still feel the unwillingness and regret he left behind at the last moment.

To this day, I don’t dare to visit my old uncle’s family—my cousin’s parents. On the one hand, I was worried that the old couple would think of their son when they saw me. On the other hand, they didn’t want to recall this incident that had a huge impact on me.

Until today, I accidentally heard that an elder had passed away.

All the previous things come to mind again!

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I had a physical examination some time ago and found out that there were problems with various indicators of liver function because I often stayed up late writing. For this reason, I temporarily left everyone and stopped updating for a while. Euphemistically called lazy cancer.

My cousin's death made me understand that money is really something external to oneself. When I started writing the book "Swordsman", it was really out of interest. But I didn’t expect that the remuneration for writing a book was so generous that I really enjoyed it.

But the lessons learned from the past are still fresh in my mind. For the sake of my family, relatives and friends, I chose to take some time off in early October.

Later, due to repeated urging from book friends, I couldn't bear the end of the book "Swordsman", so I started reading it again. However, it is far from as good as before. After work, I took some time in the evening and wrote 2,000 words.

To this day, when I heard the news of that elder’s death, I was filled with emotions that I couldn’t express!

I wrote a poem to express my feelings.

The sound and appearance can be seen, and I miss people more than I see them.

The sky is dry and the wind sends words, and the rain falls and the clouds send treasures.

The flowing fireflies know my thoughts, and the migratory birds carry your heart.

Every drop of my heart’s work is for those who come after me.

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