A eulogy for his dead wife.

Distinguished guests, leaders, friends, relatives and friends:

Thank you very much for coming to attend the farewell ceremony of your beloved wife Ma Chunyan's body and seeing her off!

Bad news arrival, Wan Jian wears a heart, relatives and friends cry, friends are sad, Song Tao whimpers, heaven whimpers!

These days, I am full of sadness, am utterly confused and rude. Please forgive me!

I can't express my condolences for the loss of my beloved wife, but I have no choice but to speak with books, point to the keyboard, recall the past vividly, and shed tears every word to express my deep condolences!

My beloved wife Chun Yan, didn't she say that she would go to Paris to attend her daughter's wedding? Didn't we say that we would "grow vegetables in Red Star Garden in summer" and "go to Hainan for leisure and vacation in winter"? Didn't you say that you should take care of your mother who has worked hard all your life? Didn't we agree to grow old together? Why did you leave me in a hurry forever?

1on the eighth day of the first month of 986, you, as the princess of the director of the forestry public security bureau and the "chemical defense company commander" of the children of railway workers, married into my poor cottage, lived alone, supported my parents and raised my daughter for me stationed at the border. In the spring of 2008, you felt unwell. I invited my mother-in-law, my wife and my second sister to advise you to go to the hospital for surgery, but you were too busy to take care of yourself and shirked it on the grounds that Huaying Group was too busy. On the seventh day of the first month of 2009, I strongly requested and accompanied you to the cancer hospital for examination. Unfortunately, you were suffering from stage 4 (advanced stage) of bone metastasis of breast cancer, and it was terminal. At that time, with the cooperation of your optimism, tenacious vitality, devotion to Buddha and Qi Xin of all relatives and friends, death passed you by; For six years, you have been studying the self-regulation of diet and body in the vast sea of books, constantly overcoming the disease and racing against death. You fought for six years, and you fought for six years. However, cancer has quietly spread to your liver, kidneys, lymph nodes and whole body. This time, although there are all kinds of medicines available and all kinds of tricks you can think of, you shouldn't do it for your husband every day, and there is nothing you can do. You closed your eyes peacefully at 20141213 at 20: 00, and finished that short paragraph.

Dear wife Chun Yan, your short life journey is ordinary and special, ordinary and extraordinary, small and great. You were born in huanan county on April 4th. 196 1. 1982 You were hired as the teacher of the Third Middle School of Huanan Forestry Bureau through the provincial unified examination. Later, you went to the history department of Harbin Normal University with six degrees, worked as a teacher in the No.1 Middle School of Forestry Bureau and served as the vice president of the staff school. 1993 You gave up your thriving business and went to Harbin Wood Processing Office of Forestry Department for the sake of your children and me.

My dear wife, Chun Yan, I will never forget your strong character, persistent pursuit, manners, good manners and beautiful days. 1986, I asked to go to Laoshan to fight. You are worried about me, crying and almost blind. 1993, I joined the army in Harbin. I had no money, no relatives, no dependence and no job. I could only rent a house of 9 square meters. However, with your courage, willfulness, sincerity and writing style, you touched the main leaders of the government and the group army, not only solved the work, but also got a shelter in the basement of Zheng Qi Street.

My dear wife, Chun Yan, your diligence, caring for your husband, educating your children, the uneasy situation and hard work all make me look back and cry. Due to various factors,1June, 1995, you just joined the work for two years, and then you were given a long vacation by your unit, and only 200 yuan's living expenses were paid every month. You have worked hard all the way to make a living and not to drag me down. You have served as the office director and marketing manager of North Hua Xu Electronics Co., Ltd. of North Asia Group, the manager of Harbin Frye Airbag Company of Daqing Jinyun Group, the director of the Political and Educational Affairs Office of Harbin Zhong Shi School, the personnel director of Oriental Real Estate Property Management Company, the office director of Huaying Group and the president's office. You also opened your own company, acting as an agent for the sales of "quack" drinks in the whole province, and obtained the undergraduate diploma of Law University of the Party School of the Provincial Party Committee in 2003.

My beloved wife, Chun Yan, you accompany me through the wind, the rain, the bitterness, the joys and sorrows, and poverty. You don't dislike it, and you don't regret being tired. You put up with hardships for your daughter, scrimped and saved, worked hard, and did your best to your relatives and friends. During the six years of illness, you struggled with the disease with great perseverance, endured severe pain, swallowed the suffering of bad diseases, kept silent, went to work as usual and did housework. I can't bear this situation, my heart hurts. I will never forget your contribution.

My dear wife Chun Yan, you close your eyes and die. I'm thundering. I know this is the moment for you and me to say goodbye forever, and the moment for you to abandon me. I will face the cold shoulder of my humble abode, being single and lonely, curling cold and miserable. I hate the ruthlessness of the disease, the blindness of heaven, and the failure of my wife's life; I hope the sea can go backwards, the mountains can move, people can come back from the dead, and time can go backwards.

Chun Yan, my dear wife, I know two things that you care about most: my mother-in-law and my daughter. You are worried that your mother is too old to be buried and your daughter is not married overseas. If you live in heaven, I implore you to listen: I will respect your mother before bed, and I will be in charge of your daughter's life. Don't worry, things at home will go to the grave wholeheartedly.

The misty rain is cold, and the famous flowers in Wan Li shed tears; The voice is lonely, and the clear stream is crying. In the middle of the night, Western jackdaw still crows, and Wan Liyun empty cranes fly; The sound of sorrow and joy is deafening, and the crying shakes the mountains and rivers.

Dear, you are so tired, just follow the slowly flowing stream and rest in the remote harbor. His voice and smile will remain in our hearts!

Dear my wife, my Chun Yan, have a nice trip!

Rest in peace! Get eternal happiness and happiness above heaven. ...

Your stupid husband's tears knocked at the door.