《Tuesdays with Morrie》的笔记-第51页
- 章节名：The First Tuesday We Talk About the World
- 页码：第51页 2013-10-18 00:55:08
In the past couple of years, I have attended several funerals and without exception I wept. I did not cry out loud as a child even when I lost my beloved close family members who had seen me grow up. The sorrow and grieve is deep rooted in the bottom of my heart. I am too young to judge whether the statement is true enough yet qualified enough to support Mitch's idea. At a funeral, every one present was more or less friends of the disease. It is all the time hard for me to believe and see and say goodbye silently to some one lying in the coffin but no longer able to sit up and talk to me in a few simple words. Saddened. It might happen to me when we go visit grandparents and see other graves. My pure curiosity is about how long they lived in the beautiful world and occasionally cares about whether they had a chance to sense the beauty of the life. Was it too soon for them to leave the world in that way?...No one could answer. I stand there, revere and sometimes shed a tear for those strangers. Wish every one all the best wherever they are.Maybe death is the equalizer, the one big thing that can finally make strangers shed a tear for one another
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