In the twinkling of an eye, my cousin has been dead for five years. In the past five years, I miss her all the time. She is pure, beautiful and kind.
My cousin died of drinking pesticide because she was dissatisfied with her family's arranged marriage. She died at the age of 20.
I am two years older than my cousin. She is the eldest daughter of my second aunt's family. She is very smart, beautiful and kind. Because of family reasons, she dropped out of school to work in agriculture on the second day of junior high school. I have been studying until technical secondary school. Because my home and my second aunt's home are close, they communicate with each other more frequently. Naturally, my cousin has the most opportunities to come to our home. Every Sunday, she must come to my home. Of course, what she cares about most is whether I come back or not.
One Sunday, when I came home from county high school, she happened to be at my house. My mother said to let us pick cotton together. That day, I was in a particularly good mood because the mid-term exam was relatively smooth, but she was unconventional and slightly hesitant. Picking cotton, she suddenly came up to me and said, 'brother, do you like me?' As soon as I heard it, I was happy and said absently, 'joke, you are my cousin. How can I not like you?'
'then I'll be your wife, will you? '
"If you are stupid, how can you do that? We are close relatives. There are regulations in the law that close relatives are not allowed to marry. Marriage is bad for future generations." Reason tried to make me find out these reasons to refuse her.
'can't we not have children in the future? As long as we are good. "
'that won't work. You are kind to me and always keep it in mind for my brother. I will find a good son-in-law for you in the future. "
'I know, I don't deserve you. I'm a farmer and my culture is not high. You're reviewing for college, you
Our future is beautiful. Alas! I'm finished. " Then I saw her tears rolling in her big bright eyes.
At this time, I was speechless. Cousin, cousin, you are too naive and simple. When she came home that day, she went home without even eating. After lunch, I returned to school with a heavy heart.
I don't care if I fail the first college entrance examination. I fought for the second time. What was waiting for me was still failure. At this time, I was disheartened. At home, lying in bed, I cried for the first time. I cried so sad. Tears wet my pillow towel, and my family felt bad for me. After hearing this, my cousin hurried to my house and said to me, 'I'm glad you're still a man, so you're hopeless.' She stood beside me for a long time. She was still indifferent to my sadness. She also cried. Big tears fell on her chest. 'brother, don't cry. I'm very uncomfortable when you cry. I have nothing else to say. I just advise you to listen to your sister and take the exam again, okay? You can rest assured to study. I'll help my aunt with the work at home. "
In this way, I started a new struggle with the enthusiastic encouragement of my cousin. This year, when I was holding the admission notice of a school in the provincial capital, I was not ecstatic. I just felt hot in my heart and couldn't help crying: how much effort and expectations of my relatives were condensed in this small paper, and what's more, my cousin's heavy entrustment.
On the night before I left, my cousin said to me, 'brother, my family proposed to me. They said that I was a very rich owner. They insisted that I agree to this marriage and get married next year, but I refused. Brother, what do you think I should do? ' She looked at me sadly and helplessly with tears in her eyes. Yes, what should I say to comfort my cousin at this time? For this reason, I feel that any advice seems powerless.
'Yingying, if that person's heart is not bad and knows how to live, it's OK. I know you have me in your heart, but the reality is ruthless. I was born weak. I don't have the courage to break through the secular barriers. You and I just need to keep it in mind. Even if I go to the ends of the earth, my heart will never forget you. Go back and we'll see you later. " With that, I just felt the tip of my nose sour, my heart hot, and my eyes blurred.
"Since ancient times, life has hurt parting, but it is more worthy of the cold autumn festival." Only then did I really understand the meaning of the word.
I never thought that my cousin and I would become eternal friends after this separation.
That year, I was facing the graduation exam. That day, I just finished the first two courses. I saw the telegram sent to me in the school mailroom. At that time, I felt a flash of Venus passing in front of me: 'Yingying died and returned quickly. Second sister. " I knew it was taken by Yingying's sister. I stayed all at once. After a few days of examination, I was distracted. After handing in the last answer, I hurried home. It was four days since my cousin died.
By the time I got home, my cousin had been buried. My family said that my cousin drank pesticide and died because she didn't want to get married. When the second sister heard that I was back, she stuffed me with a letter and left with sobs. I went back to the house and couldn't wait to open the letter. I saw that the sign of the letter was blurred like something had invaded it. I suddenly understood that this was a tearful letter written to me by my cousin before she died.
'cousin, my dearest person, when you hold this letter, I may not be alive. The family is too ruthless. They have to take care of my affairs. I don't want to. They beat me, scold me, lock me in the house, lock the door, and say that I can't marry for a lifetime. Cousin, what's the meaning of living like me? It's too difficult to get it if you pursue it. All the happiness on earth will be far away from me. Before I leave, I want to tell you, brother, I love you sincerely. Although we are about to separate from each other, my heart still belongs to you. I know you like writing. From now on, I will never hear the poetry you write for me. I will sleep underground and hate Jiuquan. Only you know my heart, I have a small request. After I die, you can write something, take it to my grave and read it for me. I'll be satisfied. Goodbye, cousin. I wrote it in tears,
Take care, cousin. "
It is said that the next day after his cousin died, a trustee from the village came to the media and said that a son of his family died in a car accident last year. He was 28 years old and wanted his cousin to be a ghost wife. The gift money was 5000 yuan and the funeral fee was 800 yuan. In this way, his cousin was bought and became a ghost wife.
Whoa! Cousin, cousin, you left me silently and took away all your purity. You will always be a pure, beautiful, kind and lovely little girl in my brother's heart. Although you love to be coquettish, cry, laugh and make trouble in front of me, I often think of myself as a brother and take care of you in every way, but I never dare to go beyond the thunder pool. Since you said those words to me and I declined, you came to my house obviously less. I know that you are far away from me, but your heart is close to me. With the growth of age, I know that loving and being loved is not only a kind of happiness, but also a kind of pain.
In those days when you went, I often accompanied my brother with tears, and suddenly felt that life was much darker. If I had promised you, if I could go to your house to help you resist your unfortunate marriage, if I didn't take the exam & hellip& hellip; It's too late. I hate myself. Why not * * *? Since we can't be husband and wife, there's no suspicion of close relatives getting married after we die!? I hate, I hate why the claw of arranged marriage extends to such a beautiful, kind and naive girl. I hate my aunts more. Why are you so powerful? Whoever has money sells his own daughter to others. Do you understand your daughter's heart? What's more hateful is that your daughter's bones are not cold, so you let her marry a ghost under the car for 5800 yuan. What's your conscience?
Cousin, a man under nine springs. Do you know? After you died, how many days and nights, I was so lost and fascinated that I almost failed my graduation exam.
Cousin, now you have gone and taken away all your purity. You have been buried in the wilderness with the man you don't know your name. My heart feels so unspeakable and uncomfortable. If you really have spirit in heaven, your soul must cry again in the face of that strange man. You're only twenty
Twenty years old! Cousin, the poison of arranged marriage killed you. You made the most tragic choice for freedom, but what kind of struggle do you still have to fight under the nine springs? The claw of arranged marriage makes your dead restless again. Cousin, you are so bitter!
"When singing and crying, it must be after the pain is settled." Cousin, I will never forget your parting advice. On the ghost day of July 15 this year, I came to your grave to see you. I saw that the barren grave was covered with weeds, swaying in the endless autumn wind, like a wisp of your lonely soul. I'm here, you know? With the memorial I wrote for you, I sobbed and read it. Can you hear it?
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