Colours Of Dahh Rainbow

Today is the cremation of my 2nd granduncle (maternal side). he died of lung cancer. whenever i see his photo, i will remember that every new year my family used to go his hse and eat, and got one time we even got go his hse and took a family photo. and during the last few months, almost every weekend he would come my grandmother's hse and play majong with my mother and aunties, then i would play the piano. everytime i play, my mother and aunties will say me play till very nan ting, they also say luckily my granduncle cannot hear if not he will also say very nan ting. but at least during that time, he still can see me play, but now... he can't even see or hear... just now during the cremation, all the scenes flashed up my mind... during morning when my father, mother and i was on my way to my granduncle's hse, it was around 7 plus and it was just the right time that the sun is rising. when i look across the sky, i saw a golden ball giving out golden rays across the blue sky, brightening the whole place... it looks so beautiful, but he can't get to see it anymore...

+Life Is So Fragile. People Can Die Any Time, Any Where And For Any Reason+