Chapter 610 I Can't Face Myself



With the death of this person, he was slowly forgotten.

The things he did will never be mentioned by others again.

If it weren’t for the Qingming Festival every year, I would have forgotten this person.

If there wasn't someone leading you, you wouldn't know which grave to go to burn paper.

Many people come back once a year, but they can't find which grave it is. There is no tombstone, no name written on it, just the same little mound of earth.

Look at this, it seems so, look at that, it seems so too.

At this time, you can see which grave has not had paper burned yet.

Just go to the grave and burn it, no matter if it’s there or not, as long as there are people burning paper.

Every year people come back and can’t find which grave it is.

This is in my hometown, everyone takes this seriously.

No one goes to the cemeteries in big cities.

If I have time, I will go and have a look. If I don’t have time, I won’t go there for several years.

Here, things are forgotten faster.

In a few decades, all traces of a person's life disappear completely.

Those who choose to scatter their ashes into the sea don't have to think about it.

There was no one to pay tribute, and there was no place to pay tribute.

When we are alive, we can still leave some traces, but when we die, there is nothing left.

Those who were in the small box at least left some ashes.

Those who were thrown into the sea, nothing was left.

In the future, more people will choose to scatter their ashes into the sea, leaving nothing behind.

The main reason is that tombs are too expensive.

That's how expensive everything is.

There are even luxurious furnaces for burning ashes.

I don’t know if it’s comfortable to use this stove?

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