On National Day, I went home from the holidays, full of anticipation and excitement. This holiday is the birthday of our country and a time for our whole family to reunite. It's been a while since I've been away from my hometown, and this time I can't wait to see the smiling faces of my family and feel the familiar and warm warmth.
When I walked into the house, I was stunned by the image in front of me. My father, the man who has always been strong and unyielding in my heart, is in tears at this moment. His face was full of pain and helplessness, and that deep sadness made my heart twist. His mother sat on the sidelines, silently holding his hand, her eyes filled with tears.
I didn't know what was going on, and in an instant it felt like the whole world was still. I walked up to them, and my father looked up at me, eyes that had once been full of strength, but now looked so helpless. He hugged me tightly, choked up, and said, "You're back, it's good if you're back." ”
At that moment, I felt fear and helplessness that I had never felt before. I tried to comfort my father and ask what was going on. It turned out that on the eve of the National Day, my younger brother passed away in an accident. He has just come of age and has an infinite future ahead of him, but he left us before this special holiday.
I can't describe how I felt at that moment, the pain and helplessness, as if it was about to overwhelm me. I try to imagine this image, that face that I once knew and was familiar with, can no longer appear in our lives. I kept asking myself: Why?Why is this happening in our house?
However, no matter how much I asked, the answer was so cruel and heartless. I could only silently stay with my parents, feeling their pain and helplessness. This National Day, which was supposed to be a time for the whole family to reunite, has become an eternal pain for our family.
Time seemed to stop flowing, and we sat quietly as a family, immersed in grief. I don't know how long it has been, only that night has fallen. His father's tears had dried up, and he silently stood up, walked to his brother's room, and took out a photo album.
We sat around the lights as a family, looking at the **s***. The younger brother smiled so brightly and innocently. I remember those days when we played together, traveled together, and shared our dreams together. Those beautiful memories seem to be just yesterday, but now they have become an eternal pain in our hearts.
I looked at my mother, and there was determination and determination in her eyes. She gently stroked her brother's face, tears flashing in her eyes. I knew she must be thinking: no matter how painful it is, we have to be strong to go on. Because this is life, whether we want to accept it or not, it will go on.
This National Day, I didn't feel the joy and joy of the festival. But I understand the fragility and impermanence of life, and I cherish every moment with my family even more. I know that no matter how many difficulties and challenges we face in the future, we will work together as a family to welcome a new life together.
At this special moment, I want to tell my brother: we will always miss you and love you forever. You will always live in our hearts and be our driving force. May you rest in peace in heaven, and may our family be able to come out of our suffering and welcome new hope and future soon.