Those deaths passed by me

Since my wife died in a car accident five years ago, I have always thought about death. After counting more than 30 years of life experience, I was only one step away from death for at least three times. I had no impression when facing death for the first time, because I was just a half-big baby at that time. Only when I grew up, I often heard my parents talking about it, then I gradually got to know the general situation. Only a few months after I was born, I caught a cold, had a fever, and kept crying. My parents took me to the infirmary of the brigade for injection, but I couldn’t cry at that time when the doctor gave me an injection. The doctor knew that the wrong injection was given, but he was helpless. He only asked his parents to send me to the commune hospital for rescue. At that time, our family lived in a small mountain village, which was more than 30 kilometers away from the commune. The traffic was inconvenient and we all relied on walking. My parents hugged me, ran, ran, and rushed forward desperately. After less than half of the journey, it was completely dark. That night was really strange. My father recalled afterwards that there was no light around, no moon, no stars, and it was completely dark. With the dim light of flashlight, parents walked on the mountain road with one foot deep and one foot shallow, completely forgetting tiredness and hunger. The mountain wind that night was so strong that it blew through the mountain forest and kept ringing. Mother said, although it was summer, she felt the chill of autumn. Several hours later, the sweat-soaked parents finally arrived at the commune hospital. When the doctor took a shot, I cried immediately. When the most dangerous moment passed, the parents felt as if they had spent all their strength, collapsed to the ground and couldn’t get up for a long time. The doctor was very lucky to say to my parents that if I came half an hour late or there was no mountain breeze to help reduce my fever, my life would definitely not be guaranteed. I think the experience that night was absolutely thrilling for my parents. Seeing me grow up healthily and start a family and career in the future, they must be very pleased. The second time I faced death was when I was over seven years old. It was a reservoir in the village that time. Everyone went to touch the fish and shrimp, and a group of our children also followed the adults. At that time, I had not learned how to swim, so I caught fish in the shallow water. When I was touching my heart, I suddenly heard a little friend exclaiming in front, and a big fish was carried out of the water by him. I went through the water without thinking about it. I stepped on the air and fell into the deep water area. I struggled desperately, trying to call for help, but the yellowish water poured into my belly one by one, making it difficult for me to breathe and call. The reservoir was full of people, noisy, and no one noticed my dangerous situation. Just when I lost my consciousness, a young man in the village found me and jumped down to save me immediately. I lay in the mud of the reservoir, and it took me half a day to breathe. For the young me, there is no trace of how much danger has passed. Only when I grew older and recalled the drowning this time did I feel very dangerous. I felt more grateful to the young man who saved me. The third time to face death was in July, 2004. My wife and I suffered a car accident together. My wife went there on the spot. I broke my head and hurt my leg. If there was a slight deviation, my head would be broken and died on the spot. If the previous two experiences of death were just a piece of talk to me, then this experience of death was just like a wound which was cut deeply in my heart with a sharp sharp knife. Even if the wound gets better as time goes by, the scar will always exist. I really wish that it was me who died and my wife who was left. She was such a beautiful, kind and virtuous person. Later, I missed her endlessly. Some people who hadn’t seen her thought that I am was making up and thought that I couldn’t get such a good wife, which made me feel painful, because I knew, there are too few people like wives in real life. But everyone believes that seeing is believing, but I can never prove it! During the five years when my wife left, I deeply felt the pain, loneliness and helplessness of losing my beloved relatives. No one can help you with these things, but you can only carry them alone. Whether you are strong or cowardly, you have to go through the sunrise and sunset every day. When I saw some young people around me who were satisfied, fearless and arrogant, I often couldn’t help telling them that in fact, when the disaster hit, each of us was weak. I am want to tell them that they should be more considerate, put themselves in others’ shoes, and handle people and things around them with tolerance. I think I should have experienced more than three death dangers, but I didn’t notice many death dangers. It is the same for all of us. But no matter how many times we have escaped from the danger of death, there is always one time we cannot escape. Life is too fragile, and life is always changeable, which we can’t grasp. What we can grasp is to treat relatives, friends with a kind heart, a loving heart and an inclusive heart, colleagues and everyone around you should cherish every life and be happy every day! 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