2015年4月5日我在人间彷徨,寻不到你的天堂,东瓶西镜放,恨不能遗忘;又是清明雨上,折菊寄到你身旁,把你最爱的歌来轻轻唱。——题记此刻,站在外公的墓前,纸钱灰漫天飞舞,香火烟雾缭绕,供品整齐的摆放在眼前,一阵比一阵更响的鞭炮,声震旷野,还有亲人们低声的哭泣……,这一切的一切,让我悲伤得不能自已。想想时间过得真快,外公去世已有七个年头了。回想七年前的种种往事,依然历历在目,仿佛未曾远去。外公一生慈祥而严厉,热心快肠,无论哪个亲戚遇 April 5, 2015 I can not find your paradise in the world. I can not wait to forget the east vial and I can not forget it. On the clear rain, I send it to you and light your favorite song Sing. - Inscription at the moment, standing in front of my grandfather’s tomb, the paper money skyrocketing, incense smoke-filled supplies neatly placed in front of a while louder than a while firecrackers, sonic wilderness, and relatives whispered cry ... ... All this, so sad I can not be self. Think about time flies, my grandfather died seven years ago. Recalling the past seven years ago, still vivid, as if never gone. My grandfather life kind and harsh, enthusiastic fast bowel, no matter which relatives encounter