惜花常怕花开早,

无可奈何,

又是葬花时. 

君兰自伤白冠谢, 

云棠无计泪空垂.

 

晓醉凭窗相望冷,

昨夜残酒,

梦回杨柳岸. 

年年落花伴春归, 

日日相思随颜老.

一江风雨一江月，

半身浮云半身秋。

惘顾前尘皆似梦,

醒却此心何处留。

多情多感总多愁，

多雨时节，孤鸿缥缈，

怎堪忧云锁归途。

 

晚风微寒，

散发渐欲迷人眼。

已是隆冬，

枯树裹银装。

 

忍凝眸，偏偏明月，

总似故乡圆。

My grandfather has gone for ever. My parents are busy with his funeral while I am taking classes on the other side of the earth. I am surely not a goog child in old times. I did not weep since I have foreseen this day. But I still feel sorrow that can not expressed exactly.

 

My grandfather was a wise man, full of ideas. He did not like chating. He liked listening for our talking. He liked watching outside the window and thinking. I have no idea waht he was thinking but I know he was not be in a daze because sometimes I like thinking in the same kind. I remember the days we sitting together silently. I remember the days we palying chess games.  I remember he never scolded me even once. 

 

I do not know whether soul still exists when peaple died. I hope so. Maybe my grandfather have come to see me and watch my writing. He should know this essay although my grandfather did not know English, although my English is poor. It does not matter. I believe we communicate between souls. 

 

My dear grandfather, wish you live happy in the heaven if heaven exists; wish you have a better life if one will reincarnate; wish you see this lament and hear my monody.