For example:

When I think of my uncle, I always have a sour feeling. This feeling is not caused by his passing away, but by the time my uncle was alive. I heard from my mother that my uncle has been very smart since he was a child and has a sweet mouth. He is deeply loved by teachers and elders. If my grandma hadn't died early, my uncle's life would have been rewritten.

My uncle is a poet, if you don’t believe that, then fine! Let me read you a poem he wrote. You see, I always carry my uncle's poems with me. They all say they hate my uncle's poems, but I still like them.

My aunt finally won her husband's life in her own way. She was very satisfied with her life and took good care of her uncle, but her uncle was always far away from her.

In winter, every afternoon when the sun is setting, my uncle carries a basket and leads the cow in front, while my aunt carries a basket of pigweed and drives the cow behind. The setting sun pulls their thin bodies. The elders are so long, sometimes I feel that this thin shadow is the summary of their life.

My uncle and aunt have never been to school. They have never read the gorgeous poem "I wish to be a winged bird in heaven, and a twig in earth"; They only believe in one word, fate, and believe that this word will bind their past lives and this life together. I firmly believe that if there is an afterlife, they will definitely be together.

My uncle traveled all over the country throughout his life, selling rice, transporting pigs, pressing oil, logging, building reservoirs, and carrying sleepers. He made friends from all walks of life—from people in public affairs to people who work as cooks.

Uncle, if you really miss your living relatives, just give us a dream. What do you need? We will definitely burn it for you. All we ask is that you must live a happy life, just like you did when you were alive. Always smile. If you feel too homesick, just turn into a wisp of breeze and come back to see it! Maybe you are everywhere, you have come quietly and left quietly, you just don’t want to disturb us.

Every morning at that time, my uncle always got up at two or three in the morning, cooked the meal early, ate it in a hurry, fed the pigs, and then started working in the fields, three hundred and sixty years a year. He was busy like this for fifteen days, and he often taught us: "The time of the year is in spring, and the time of day is in the morning. Only by hard work can you have food." So under his training, my cousins ??all They have all become experts at cooking and are known as "hard-working pacesetters".

My uncle is industrious and optimistic by nature, always speaks softly, is never irritable with anyone, and has never seen him get angry. He always takes care of everything inside and outside the house in an orderly manner. He is also good at cooking. When someone in the village has something to do, he is always the first to call him to help, and he never tires of it. Everyone praises him as a "good guy" who does things quickly and well, and every time He always smiled humbly when he heard other people's compliments.

It was the first time I got on a long-distance bus with my uncle. Fortunately, Xinyi was okay and didn’t get car sick very much. When I got on the bus and saw so many strange figures, she just closed her eyes tightly and lay on her uncle’s back. Half asleep and half awake in my arms. When she was hungry, her uncle took out the milk and biscuits he had prepared and fed her to Xinyi. She ate obediently. When she was full, she fell asleep quietly again.