tragedy

燕三木子

I miss him,my lost friend.

Tragedy

    Spring should have been the time for the flowers to bloom; however, a flower around me was nipped by the icy wind which seemed came from the freezing north.
    On the second day of this Spring Festival, one of my close friends and neighbours was killed in a traffic accident, a crash with a truck. He was only 21 years old, a fine young man. A young and valuable life was disappearing in the twinkling of an eye. I have just seen the sun rising, but quickly the sun is setting. Now he is wandering lonely as a cloud, far away from us. All the people who knew him were overcome with grief. Darkness and sorrow spread and enfolded the whole village.
    I am close to tears…
    With my eyes filled with tears, everything in my sight is vague; but I can clearly and vividly remember the joys of our childhood. We, together with many other playmates, played hide – and – seek, running about the whole village. We climbed up the hills to pick up all kinds of flowers and then used them to decorate our separate houses. During the hot summer holidays, we went swimming in our little and lovely river, after a whole day’s work in the fields. Of course, we sometimes also did some little bad deeds, such as stealing others’ oranges or peas. And we had some little quarrels from time to time, but soon we would be good friends again and would play happily together. We had a really very happy childhood.
    The tears are rolling down my face…
    But where is him, my dearest friend? Life itself is a gift. But where can I fine his gift? I greatly sorrow over his death.
    Escape is no answer. I must face the fact. Yes, just as Bertrand Russel said: it does not do to live in memories, in regrets for good old days, or in sadness about friends who are dead. My thoughts must be directed to the future, and to things about which there is something to be done.

Cinderella

A young and valuable life was disappearing in the twinkling of an eye____disappeared

Cinderella

deep grief over the lost life
cherish life, for life is so fragile and vulnerable