Three feet of ice, six feet below, the sight of death reminds me once again of the impermanence of life, and the thought of the shortness of life brings sadness to my heart.
The deceased may leave their souls behind, but they don't have to wait for death, and the people who are left are in chaos, or they may be able to see the deceased souls as usual, and what they want to hide is exposed in front of the deceased. What kind of mood is this? , shame, remorse, perhaps righteous, after all, gone...
How you treat the dead is probably how you treat death.
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