I am not afraid of death, but I can't accept the pain of losing my loved ones, because my father's death has made me sad so far.

Because of my father's death, I often think: Is the death of life really a relief from pain?

After more than ten years, I still can't get rid of the sadness my father brought me. Since my father died, I have always felt infinitely desolate and helpless in the face of life and death.

Buddhists say that there are eight sufferings in life: the bitterness of life, the bitterness of old age, the bitterness of illness, the bitterness of death, the bitterness of love, the bitterness of parting, the bitterness of hate, the bitterness of five yin ups and downs.

After careful investigation, I feel that people are suffering from birth, which also corresponds to that sentence: take pleasure in suffering!

Since my father died, I have been unable to get through this hurdle, always hoping to find a reason why my father had to leave.

Only in this way can we convince ourselves to let go of the pain in our hearts.

Mom said that life and death are rich in the sky, and dad is over 50, which is too short. Even if she lived for another ten years, she wouldn't be so sad.

Because of death, I can't get out of the moment when my father left. This scene is clearly engraved in my mind, which makes me restless day and night.

Two years before my father died, I woke up crying in the dark every night and looked at the ceiling and opened my eyes until dawn.

Sometimes I dream that my father is lying in the freezer of the hospital, and the cold touch of his fingers is still there after waking up.

This feeling makes me very painful. I want to ask my father: Dad, are you cold? Why isn't the air conditioner poured out of the frost in the cupboard cold?

However, the father lying in the cold said nothing. At that moment, I sadly accepted the fact that my father really left.

Because death will take away all perception, and death is the disappearance of the body.

I couldn't see through death once, but I still can't.

When I was a child, my understanding of death was: when a person dies, it is the starting point of another life. In the eyes of old people, people will be reincarnated after death, so the ending of this life is not sad.

This idea influenced me until my father died. Because of my father, I could no longer treat death calmly.

Seeing the people in the funeral procession in life will raise a sad vicissitudes. Isn't living a life? Who knows when to be reborn? When is the new rebirth?

So I became powerless to face death. I just want to live in the present, and I don't expect to pin everything on the next life. How can you make people feel at ease after you can't see or touch?

My father was in a hurry and didn't leave a word, which is my regret. After my father left, I always tortured myself with regret and self-blame, even if I lived one more year.

Because of my father's premature departure, I am particularly angry with people who don't cherish time.

I always thought that I could collect other people's wasted time and give it to my father.

However, everything is impossible and can only be a fantasy.

As I get older, some people will ask me what I think of life and death. I will tell each other that life is the beginning of hope and death is the end of hope.

I hope to live well when I am alive and die without regret.

Because of my father, I began to study what death really is.

Death is the rebirth of a new self? Death is a real escape from suffering? Whether all this is true or not is unknown.

According to the Buddhist theory of causal reincarnation, that person's death is the beginning of a new life. So life and death at this time come from the suffering of the original life.

Whenever I treat death, I can't let it go. If death is really rebirth, I still hope to live well.

Because it is worthless to live well after death, because your family can't see it, and your lover and children will always fall into the pain of missing helplessness.

So my view on death is: Death means leaving the person you love indefinitely, with no beginning and no future.

This is not what the living want, let alone what the dead expect.

Living is the greatest happiness!

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