Written on behalf of the father

Mondo Culture Updated on 2024-01-31

On the eighteenth day of the winter month of the second and third years of the second and third years of the reign of the Emperor, my father, Li Gongxx, set off to ascend to the immortal, and then the descendants remembered it, and prepared a fragrant tea and wine ceremony, and offered it to my father's spirit. Filial piety xx rate filial piety xx and filial piety of the family, etc., bow down and sacrifice and say:

His father was born on the 22nd day of the eighth month of the eighth month of 1941 A.D. and died at the age of 83 at the age of 223 A.D. on the 14th day of the winter month of the second month of the second month of the Chinese New Year. This is a longevity immortal, and the descendants hope that they will be 100 years old. However, his father died suddenly, and since then the white clouds have gone, and heaven and man are separated. The sound is gone, but the kindness is still there. Woohoo woe!

I remember my father, who was born in a farming family. lost his father at a young age and depended on his mother for his life. Since I was a child, I helped my grandmother to shepherd or wood, or to work or cook, and she was diligent in everything. At that time, he assisted his relatives, learned the quality of hard work and diligence, and cultivated the frugal and simple operation. It is fortunate to be diligent and thrifty. and long, the world is impermanent, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, family changes are accidental, fate is unlucky, and there is nothing to be done!

My father was a young man, and he was also diligent and capable of helping with the cooks. Plant in spring and summer, harvest in autumn and hide in winter, and win the love of his widow by virtue of diligence and ability. Although I was young, I cooperated with my grandmother to hold up a piece of the sky. How strong is its ambition, how tenacious is its resistance, and how good its nature is. Serving his widowed mother will be respectful and filial piety.

If my father gets married, has children, and becomes more and more diligent. Qianmo ran and sweated. The spring dew is ploughing, and the autumn frost is still abundant. Morning stars and sunset, hot sun. There is no time to be tired, and the pressure is heavy. So, my father worked day and night, eating and closing. Busy and tired, happy but not tired. My father's virtue and hard work, his pain and pain, how can I describe it all. Pain destroys his body, but it is difficult to destroy his will.

After the family road changed, he left his hometown, the family was large, and the burden was heavy. As far as kindness goes, young chicks grow wings. Kindness is moist and warm. Zhen Zhi tried his best, and Yu Hou was in the shade. Desperately run a family for a living, diligently inward, diligent and diligent outside. The cold and heat are not afraid, and the frost is still in the morning and twilight. Wear the star of the four seasons and wear the moon of profit and loss. The source of the slotted head and the tail of the chicken, the use of quail clothing. If you are bitter, you will be willing, and if you are tired, you will cherish your relatives. Bitter and bitter, tired and tired, but the children **, they are lucky, they are bustling and happy.

and old age, old age is stronger, but also tireless, gladly pay the afterglow. The sixtieth is over, the ancient is scarce, the old age is coming, and the family is still seeking food, dedication and benevolence, and sparing no effort.

My father worked so hard and was highly respected, kind and kind. Those who are gentlemen should enjoy a long life of 100 years. However, on the fourteenth day of the midwinter month, there is no dawn, and my father can't sleep at night. And for my son, it is difficult for me to fulfill my filial piety, it is difficult for my father to enjoy the blessings of his life, to enjoy the joy of family, and to fulfill the righteousness of my son, which is an endless regret!

Why is there a hurry for my father to go, my father has worked hard all his life, and his hard work has not been rewarded. The son wants to raise but does not wait, and the child is painful, regretful, and sad!Woohoo!

Long too breath, empty to cover the tears. Sigh my father, decades of ups and downs, decades of joy and sorrow. The journey was bumpy. Diligent cultivation and hard work, busy and hard. But I hope that this life will not be wasted, but I hope that there will be no regrets in this life. Dedication to a lifetime, benevolence for a lifetime. My father is industrious, kind, tenacious, and strong, and my father is gentle, virtuous, filial, and kind.

The father is gone and does not return, the children and grandchildren cry when they read it, the relatives cry when they read it, and the people of the world admire and look up to it. Woohoo woe!

However, it is difficult for my father to stay, and now the clouds will begin, and the fairy road will be climbed. Unfilial son, I wish Tianlu Kangzhuang, Yuncheng flat, Xianshan Sunny, Qiongge Fenghe. May my father's heroic spirit grow up in heaven and bless the world. Bless the happiness and health of children and grandchildren, bless the happiness and auspiciousness of today's guests, and bless the world to enjoy prosperity and peace forever.

Woo hoo lament, before leaving to sacrifice, Fu Wei is still feasting!

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