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琼瑶发长文悼念丈夫：永别了！我爱！
2019-06-04 19:48
琼瑶发长文悼念丈夫
搜狐娱乐讯 琼瑶老公、皇冠集团创办人平鑫涛卧病多年，今天被家人证实已在5月23日病逝，享年92岁。琼瑶在个人社交平台发文悼念：“鑫涛，聚也依依，散也依依！生也依依，死也依依！依依又依依，再见不可期！走笔至此，我又哭了，希望，这是最后一次为你流泪！你若有灵，保佑我在有生之年，只有笑，没有泪，活得像火花。行吗？好吗？永别了！我爱！”
琼瑶花葬丈夫
琼瑶发文
据台媒报道，皇冠集团创办人平鑫涛2016年倒下入院。作家妻子琼瑶隔年发表给儿子、媳妇一封信揭露他早已认不得人的秘密，在两岸掀起极大波澜。因为一根鼻胃管，琼瑶和平家3名继子女平莹、平珩、平云意见相左，愤怒交出照顾权，而平鑫涛则继续躺在医院。
平莹说：“爸爸长期卧床，难免会有一些状况，之前有碰过肺部感染，这次是因为插尿管感染，除了血压变低，还有点拉肚子，我们的确有点紧张，医生就建议进加护病房，毕竟护士比看护照顾得更仔细。”这是平鑫涛住院2年多来第1次进加护病房。
以下为琼瑶悼念全文：
亲爱的鑫涛：
今天，（2019年6月4日）我带着我的儿孙，跟你的儿孙，我们一起遵照你生前的指示：“我走后，请不要发讣文，不要公祭，不要任何追悼仪式，不要收奠仪，不要做七……”以及你对丧葬的指示：“请将我在最短时间内火化……然后用洒葬方式，把我的骨灰洒到任何山明水秀的山林里，万一不能洒葬，就用树葬……”我们一一遵守，只是，因为树葬区人满为患，我选择了我自己的方式，花葬。所以，我们在阳明山的“臻善园”，我和你的儿子，郑重的将你的骨灰，放进了花葬的墓穴。我带了一篮牡丹和玫瑰的花瓣，捧了一束你生前最喜欢的黄色小蝴蝶兰。我把花瓣洒在你的新塚上。虽然这不是花葬的礼仪，但我知道你爱花。
“三分离恨，二分尘土，一分流水。细看来，花落花飞，点点都是离人泪。”我改了苏轼的《水龙吟》，洒花时，一直在心里默唸着。你的儿孙和我的儿孙，都心平气和的团聚在一起，详和的看着我洒花，最后，因为天气太热，我本想一片片扯下的蝴蝶兰，就整束的放在你的花塚上，在花瓣翩飞中，终于让你诗意的长眠了。
我是从“高雄行”回到台北，才知道你又发烧了，大家怕影响我在高雄的活动，把你发烧的讯息隐瞒了我。何况你插管维生之后，三年多来，你曾数度发烧，在抗生素的治疗下，也都度过了危机。所以连医院都没有认为很危险。我还写了我的脸书，细述我的高雄之行。5月8日早上11点多，我忽然得到消息，你已经进了“加护病房”。我猝不及防，心痛万分。立刻直奔医院去看你，当时你虽然在许多维生仪器包围下，情况还好。5月9日是我和你结婚40週年纪念日，我再去医院，和你共度了一个“相对两无言，默默不得语”的结婚週年。那时，我依然认为，有这么多医疗器材辅助你，你还是会回到普通病房的。可是，在我内心深处，一直有个声音，在反覆低语：“鑫涛，放手吧！不要再被这些管子和器具折磨了！”
然后，你在加护病房里，时好时坏，我每天提心吊胆，停下手边所有的工作。5月23日那晚，我正在吃晚餐，刚刚吃了一口饭，医院打电话来说，你的情况急转直下，可能要走了。我放下饭碗，和中维、可嘉、淑玲立即赶去医院。你的女儿平珩已在加护病房里，其他人都还没赶到。我直接走到你的床头，看到你罩着一个“人工甦醒球及面罩”，两位护士小姐正在用手轮番捏着那球，把氧气挤压到你的口鼻中。旁边的监视器上，你的心跳、呼吸、血压……等数字不规则的跳动着。我看到那透明的面罩下，你张大着嘴，吃力的呼吸着，每一口气，都好像用尽了你的力气。我知道你终于要离去了。你不要的插管维生，终将结束了！刹那间，各种心情齐涌我的心头：是喜？是悲？是痛？是爱？是解脱？是不捨……我不知道，但是，泪已盈眶。我低俯下头，在你耳边轻声说：“鑫涛，我来了，我来了，我来了……我来送你了……”
一位好心的护士，搬了张椅子给我，并贴心的把我的手，拉进棉被里，让我可以握住你那还有馀温，却全然不能动的手。接下来三个小时，我就这样握着你的手，一瞬也不瞬的看着你，我记得，我很沉默，偶然开口，就反覆说着：“快了！鑫涛，你以后不会再痛了，不会再痛了，不会再痛了……”我一边说，眼泪又衝进眼眶，不想让人看到我的泪，我数度把头转向旁边的帘幔后面拭泪，哭什么？我不是一直希望你能早日解脱吗？
在那三小时内，我和你的相遇，相知，和五十几年的相爱和彼此扶持，都在我眼前一一闪过。记得我拚命帮你打拚事业的时代，记得我们拍电影的时代，记得我们拍电视剧的时代，记得我们也曾数度面对事业的低谷和打击，这些，连你的儿女都不知道……奋斗，奋斗，奋斗……我们用了多少青春年华来奋斗，终于小小有成。你曾经说你是一条只会工作的牛，直到碰到我这个织女，你才有了另外一半的生命。可是，我这个织女，从此为你的事业心，为你的成就感，为你那狂热的工作态度，努力的配合你，早期写作到手指破皮，后来打电脑到指纹磨尽。我从来不曾抱怨，你给我的爱，就让我满足了。
可是，你我都是二度婚姻，当初明明是你拚命追求我，长达16年。让我受了多少委屈！这个社会，对婚姻的两方，看法是不公平的。我一直对于诋毁我的言论保持沉默。沉默！鑫涛，最近我才领悟出许多道理。沉默是金，沉默是禅，沉默是泪，沉默是爱。沉默，更是“忍”！我忍了多少？天知地知，你知我知。尤其，因为我写的书《雪花飘落之前》，主题就是用你我的故事，讨论病人是否有自主权？有善终权？这本书引起轩然大波，你的儿女，因两种不同认知的爱，跟我绝裂了。我能做的，依然是“忍”，忍是泪，忍是爱，忍是痛，忍是悲。到了你最后嚥气的这一刻，我还在想，我们的相遇，是我的“命”？还是我的“缘”？或是我的“劫”？人生，不就是这三样东西组成的吗？
在那漫长的三小时里，家人们一一到齐，平珩一直在向你报告：“爸爸！可嘉来了！爸爸，可柔来了！爸爸，平安在英国，不能来！爸爸，能来的，全部都来了！”我这时，才忽然惊觉，我问赶到的主治医师：“医生，这个“人工甦醒球”，如果不继续挤压，他是不是就走了？”医生点头说是的，说：“留他一口气，为了等家人们到齐！”我这才环视陈家和平家的人，悲戚的气氛笼罩着我们。在这一刹那，我心里曾有的不平，委屈，愤怒……都悄然而逝。我问你的儿女：“那么，我们让爸爸安心的走吧！好吗？”你的子女都点头，我才对医生说：“让他去吧！”医生示意护士放手。护士的挤压刚刚停止，监视器上的数字，心跳瞬间归零。我握着你的那隻手，变冷了！你在5月23日晚上9点8分走了！我很安慰，最后三小时，我一直握着你的手，如果我曾对你有怨怼，我也原谅你了！
鑫涛，你解脱了！我，也放下了。从今以后，我要活得快乐，帮你把过去三年多的痛苦一起活回来。你若有知，也会含笑于九泉吧！？至于那些对我们不瞭解的人，编出的各种故事，我也希望随着你的去世，烟消云散！让我们用有爱的心，把过去一切的不快，都化为详和。
安心的去吧！我相信你去的地方，是没有病痛、没有纷争、没有爱恨、没有折磨、没有矛盾、没有报复、没有贪婪、没有嫉妒、没有谎言……没有一切贪嗔痴的地方！奔向那片美好的淨土吧！你九十二年的生命里，也曾经有过很灿烂美好的日子。如果人有灵魂，让那些美好陪着你，不好的，都随着你的离去而消失。
你会永远活在我记忆中。你还记得我写的歌吗？“也曾数窗前的雨滴，也曾数门前的落叶，数不清是爱的轨迹，聚也依依，散也依依！”鑫涛，聚也依依，散也依依！生也依依，死也依依！依依又依依，再见不可期！走笔至此，我又哭了，希望，这是最后一次为你流泪！你若有灵，保佑我在有生之年，只有笑，没有泪，活得像火花。行吗？好吗？永别了！我爱！
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Qiong Yao sent a long text to mourn her husband: Farewell! I love!
2019-06-04 19:48
Qiong Yao’s long mourning husband
Sohu Entertainment News Qiong Yao's husband, the founder of the Crown Group, Ping Xintao, has been ill for many years. Today, he was confirmed by his family to have died on May 23, at the age of 92. Qiong Yao issued a essay on his personal social platform: "Xin Tao, Juyi Yiyi, Sanyi Yiyi! Life is also dependent, death is also dependent! Yiyi and Yiyi, goodbye can not be! Going this way, I cried again, hope, this is the last time Tears for you! If you have a spirit, bless me in my lifetime, only laughing, no tears, living like a spark. OK? Ok? Farewell! I love!"
Qiong Yao bury her husband
Qiong Yao issued a document
According to Taiwan media reports, Ping Xin Group founder Ping Xintao fell into hospital in 2016. The writer's wife, Qiong Yao, published a letter to his son and daughter-in-law every other year to reveal the secrets that he had already recognized, and caused great waves on both sides. Because of a nasogastric tube, Qiongyao and his family's three stepchildren Pingying, Pingyi and Pingyun disagreed, and anger surrendered the right to care, while Ping Xintao continued to lie in the hospital.
Ping Ying said: "Daddy stays in bed for a long time. It is inevitable that there will be some conditions. I have had a lung infection before. This time because of a urinary catheter infection, in addition to lower blood pressure, there is a bit of diarrhea. We are a bit nervous, the doctor suggested Intensive care unit, after all, the nurse is more careful than the care." This is the first time that Ping Xintao has been hospitalized for more than 2 years.
The following is the full text of Qiong Yao's mourning:
Dear Xin Tao:
Today, (June 4, 2019) I took my children and grandchildren, and your children and grandchildren, together with the instructions of your life: "After I leave, please don't send a essay, don't make a sacrifice, don't want any memorial service, don't "Remove the instrument, don't do seven..." and your instructions for funeral: "Please cremate me in the shortest time... Then use the funeral method to spill my ashes into any mountain and forest." If you can't bury it, use the tree to bury it..." We obeyed one by one, but because the tree burial area was full, I chose my own way and buried it. Therefore, in the "Xianshan Garden" of Yangmingshan, my son and I solemnly put your ashes into the grave of the flower burial. I took a basket of peony and rose petals and took a bunch of yellow phalaenopsis that you liked most during your lifetime. I spilled the petals on your new raft. Although this is not a ritual of flower burial, I know that you love flowers.
"Three separations hate, two dust, one point of water. In the fine view, flowers fall and fly, little points are tears." I changed Su Shi's "Water Dragon", when I sprinkled flowers, I kept silently in my heart. Your children and grandchildren and my children and grandchildren are reunited with peace of mind, watching me sprinkle flowers in detail, and finally, because the weather is too hot, I wanted to drop the phalaenopsis, and put the whole bunch on you. On the flower bud, in the petals flying, finally let you sleep poetically.
I returned to Taipei from the "Kaohsiung Line" and I know that you have a fever again. Everyone is afraid of affecting my activities in Kaohsiung and concealing your message of fever. What's more, after you have been intubated for more than three years, you have had several fevers and have experienced a crisis under the treatment of antibiotics. So even the hospital did not think it was dangerous. I also wrote my Facebook and detailed my trip to Kaohsiung. At 11 o'clock in the morning of May 8, I suddenly got the news that you have entered the "care ward". I can't wait to prevent it, and my heart hurts. I went straight to the hospital to see you. At the time, although you were surrounded by many living equipment, the situation was good. May 9th is the 40th anniversary of my marriage with you. I will go to the hospital again and spend a wedding anniversary with you, "relatively silent, silent." At that time, I still think that with so many medical equipment to assist you, you will still return to the general ward. However, in my heart, there has always been a voice, and whispered repeatedly: "Xin Tao, let go! Don't be tortured by these pipes and utensils!"
Then, when you are in the intensive care unit, it's good or bad. I worry every day and stop all the work at hand. On the night of May 23, I was having dinner, just had a meal, and the hospital called and said that your situation has turned sharply and may have to go. I put down my rice bowl, and Zhongwei, Kejia, and Shuling immediately rushed to the hospital. Your daughter is already in the intensive care unit, and no one else has arrived. I went straight to your bed and saw you covered with an "artificial wake-up ball and mask". The two nurses were pinching the ball with their hands and squeezing oxygen into your nose and mouth. On the monitor next to you, your heartbeat, breathing, blood pressure, etc. are jumping irregularly. I saw the transparent mask, you open your mouth and breathe hard, every breath seems to have exhausted your strength. I know that you are finally leaving. You don't need intubation to survive, it will be over! In an instant, all kinds of moods rushed into my heart: Is it hi? Is it sad? Is it pain? is love? Is it free? I am not willing... I don’t know, but the tears are already full. I bowed my head down and said softly in your ear: "Xin Tao, I am coming, I am coming, I am coming... I am here to send you..."
A kind nurse, moved a chair to me, and carefully put my hand into the quilt, so that I can hold your hand that is still warm, but not moving. For the next three hours, I held your hand like this, and I didn't look at you for a moment. I remember, I was very silent. When I spoke by chance, I repeatedly said, "Come on! Xintao, you will not I hurt again, I won’t hurt any more, I won’t hurt any more...” I said, tears rushed into my eyes, I didn’t want people to see my tears, I turned my head to the side of the curtain and wiped my tears. What are you crying for? I don't always hope that you can get rid of it soon?
In those three hours, my encounter with you, knowing each other, and the love and support of each other for more than 50 years, all flashed before my eyes. I remember the era when I was desperately trying to help you with your career. I remember the era when we made movies. We remember the era when we were making TV dramas. I remember that we have faced the downturn and blows of our careers several times. Even these children don’t know... Struggle Struggle, struggle... How many youthful years have we used to fight, and finally have a small success. You used to say that you are a cow that only works, until you meet me, we have another half of life. However, I am a weaver, from now on for your career, for your sense of accomplishment, for your fanatical work attitude, to work hard with you, early writing to the fingers broken, and then hit the computer to the fingerprints. I never complained that the love you gave me made me satisfied.
However, you and I are both second-degree marriages. It turned out that you were desperately pursuing me for 16 years. How many grievances have caused me! In this society, the views of the two parties to marriage are unfair. I have always been silent about dispelling my remarks. silence! Xin Tao, I have only learned a lot of truths recently. Silence is gold, silence is Zen, silence is tears, silence is love. Silence is even more "bearing"! How much do I endure? Knowing the truth, you know that I know. In particular, because I wrote the book "Before the Snow Falles", the theme is to use your story to discuss whether the patient has autonomy? Have the right to end? This book caused an uproar, your children, because of two different cognitive love, broke with me. What I can do is still "bearing", forbearance is tears, forbearance is love, forbearance is pain, and forbearance is sad. At the moment when you finally breathed, I still think, our encounter is my "life"? Still my "edge"? Or my "robbery"? Is life not composed of these three things?
In the long three hours, the family arrived one after another, Pingyi has been reporting to you: "Dad! Can come! Dad, can come softly! Dad, safe in the UK, can't come! Dad, can All of them came!" At this moment, I was suddenly shocked. I asked the attending physician who arrived: "Doctor, this "artificial awakening ball", if he does not continue to squeeze, is he gone?" The doctor nodded and said yes, "Keep him a sigh of relief, in order to wait for the family to come together!" I only looked around at the Chen family and the peace home, and the mournful atmosphere enveloped us. At this moment, the injustices, grievances, and anger in my heart have all passed away. I asked your children: "So, let's let my father go with peace of mind! Okay?" Your children nodded, and I said to the doctor, "Let him go!" The doctor told the nurse to let go. The nurse's squeezing just stopped, the number on the monitor, the heartbeat instantly returned to zero. I held your hand and it got cold! You left at 9:08 on May 23! I am very comforted. In the last three hours, I have been holding your hand. If I have complained to you, I will forgive you!
Xin Tao, you are free! I have also let go. From now on, I will live happily and help you to bring back the pain of the past three years. If you know, you will laugh at Jiuquan! ? As for the stories that people who don't know us, I also hope that as you die, you will disappear! Let us use the heart of love to turn all the unhappiness of the past into a detailed and harmonious.
Go with peace of mind! I believe that where you go, there is no sickness, no disputes, no love and hate, no torture, no contradictions, no revenge, no greed, no jealousy, no lies... no greed! Go to that beautiful pure land! In the life of your ninety-two years, there have been wonderful days. If a person has a soul and let those beautiful people accompany you, bad things will disappear as you leave.
You will live forever in my memory. Do you remember the song I wrote? "There have been several raindrops in front of the window, and there have been several leaves in front of the door. The count is the trajectory of love. The gathering is also Yiyi, and the scatter is also dependent!" Xin Tao, Ju Yiyiyi, scattered also Yiyi! Life is also dependent, death is also dependent! Yiyi and Yiyi, goodbye can not be expected! At this point, I cried again, hope, this is the last time I cried for you! If you have a spirit, bless me in my lifetime, only laughing, no tears, living like a spark. OK? Ok? farewell! I love!
Your wife
Qiong Yao (Chen Chen)
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琼瑶发长文悼念丈夫：永别了！我爱！
2019-06-04 19:48
琼瑶发长文悼念丈夫
搜狐娱乐讯 琼瑶老公、皇冠集团创办人平鑫涛卧病多年，今天被家人证实已在5月23日病逝，享年92岁。琼瑶在个人社交平台发文悼念：“鑫涛，聚也依依，散也依依！生也依依，死也依依！依依又依依，再见不可期！走笔至此，我又哭了，希望，这是最后一次为你流泪！你若有灵，保佑我在有生之年，只有笑，没有泪，活得像火花。行吗？好吗？永别了！我爱！”
琼瑶花葬丈夫
琼瑶发文
据台媒报道，皇冠集团创办人平鑫涛2016年倒下入院。作家妻子琼瑶隔年发表给儿子、媳妇一封信揭露他早已认不得人的秘密，在两岸掀起极大波澜。因为一根鼻胃管，琼瑶和平家3名继子女平莹、平珩、平云意见相左，愤怒交出照顾权，而平鑫涛则继续躺在医院。
平莹说：“爸爸长期卧床，难免会有一些状况，之前有碰过肺部感染，这次是因为插尿管感染，除了血压变低，还有点拉肚子，我们的确有点紧张，医生就建议进加护病房，毕竟护士比看护照顾得更仔细。”这是平鑫涛住院2年多来第1次进加护病房。
以下为琼瑶悼念全文：
亲爱的鑫涛：
今天，（2019年6月4日）我带着我的儿孙，跟你的儿孙，我们一起遵照你生前的指示：“我走后，请不要发讣文，不要公祭，不要任何追悼仪式，不要收奠仪，不要做七……”以及你对丧葬的指示：“请将我在最短时间内火化……然后用洒葬方式，把我的骨灰洒到任何山明水秀的山林里，万一不能洒葬，就用树葬……”我们一一遵守，只是，因为树葬区人满为患，我选择了我自己的方式，花葬。所以，我们在阳明山的“臻善园”，我和你的儿子，郑重的将你的骨灰，放进了花葬的墓穴。我带了一篮牡丹和玫瑰的花瓣，捧了一束你生前最喜欢的黄色小蝴蝶兰。我把花瓣洒在你的新塚上。虽然这不是花葬的礼仪，但我知道你爱花。
“三分离恨，二分尘土，一分流水。细看来，花落花飞，点点都是离人泪。”我改了苏轼的《水龙吟》，洒花时，一直在心里默唸着。你的儿孙和我的儿孙，都心平气和的团聚在一起，详和的看着我洒花，最后，因为天气太热，我本想一片片扯下的蝴蝶兰，就整束的放在你的花塚上，在花瓣翩飞中，终于让你诗意的长眠了。
我是从“高雄行”回到台北，才知道你又发烧了，大家怕影响我在高雄的活动，把你发烧的讯息隐瞒了我。何况你插管维生之后，三年多来，你曾数度发烧，在抗生素的治疗下，也都度过了危机。所以连医院都没有认为很危险。我还写了我的脸书，细述我的高雄之行。5月8日早上11点多，我忽然得到消息，你已经进了“加护病房”。我猝不及防，心痛万分。立刻直奔医院去看你，当时你虽然在许多维生仪器包围下，情况还好。5月9日是我和你结婚40週年纪念日，我再去医院，和你共度了一个“相对两无言，默默不得语”的结婚週年。那时，我依然认为，有这么多医疗器材辅助你，你还是会回到普通病房的。可是，在我内心深处，一直有个声音，在反覆低语：“鑫涛，放手吧！不要再被这些管子和器具折磨了！”
然后，你在加护病房里，时好时坏，我每天提心吊胆，停下手边所有的工作。5月23日那晚，我正在吃晚餐，刚刚吃了一口饭，医院打电话来说，你的情况急转直下，可能要走了。我放下饭碗，和中维、可嘉、淑玲立即赶去医院。你的女儿平珩已在加护病房里，其他人都还没赶到。我直接走到你的床头，看到你罩着一个“人工甦醒球及面罩”，两位护士小姐正在用手轮番捏着那球，把氧气挤压到你的口鼻中。旁边的监视器上，你的心跳、呼吸、血压……等数字不规则的跳动着。我看到那透明的面罩下，你张大着嘴，吃力的呼吸着，每一口气，都好像用尽了你的力气。我知道你终于要离去了。你不要的插管维生，终将结束了！刹那间，各种心情齐涌我的心头：是喜？是悲？是痛？是爱？是解脱？是不捨……我不知道，但是，泪已盈眶。我低俯下头，在你耳边轻声说：“鑫涛，我来了，我来了，我来了……我来送你了……”
一位好心的护士，搬了张椅子给我，并贴心的把我的手，拉进棉被里，让我可以握住你那还有馀温，却全然不能动的手。接下来三个小时，我就这样握着你的手，一瞬也不瞬的看着你，我记得，我很沉默，偶然开口，就反覆说着：“快了！鑫涛，你以后不会再痛了，不会再痛了，不会再痛了……”我一边说，眼泪又衝进眼眶，不想让人看到我的泪，我数度把头转向旁边的帘幔后面拭泪，哭什么？我不是一直希望你能早日解脱吗？
在那三小时内，我和你的相遇，相知，和五十几年的相爱和彼此扶持，都在我眼前一一闪过。记得我拚命帮你打拚事业的时代，记得我们拍电影的时代，记得我们拍电视剧的时代，记得我们也曾数度面对事业的低谷和打击，这些，连你的儿女都不知道……奋斗，奋斗，奋斗……我们用了多少青春年华来奋斗，终于小小有成。你曾经说你是一条只会工作的牛，直到碰到我这个织女，你才有了另外一半的生命。可是，我这个织女，从此为你的事业心，为你的成就感，为你那狂热的工作态度，努力的配合你，早期写作到手指破皮，后来打电脑到指纹磨尽。我从来不曾抱怨，你给我的爱，就让我满足了。
可是，你我都是二度婚姻，当初明明是你拚命追求我，长达16年。让我受了多少委屈！这个社会，对婚姻的两方，看法是不公平的。我一直对于诋毁我的言论保持沉默。沉默！鑫涛，最近我才领悟出许多道理。沉默是金，沉默是禅，沉默是泪，沉默是爱。沉默，更是“忍”！我忍了多少？天知地知，你知我知。尤其，因为我写的书《雪花飘落之前》，主题就是用你我的故事，讨论病人是否有自主权？有善终权？这本书引起轩然大波，你的儿女，因两种不同认知的爱，跟我绝裂了。我能做的，依然是“忍”，忍是泪，忍是爱，忍是痛，忍是悲。到了你最后嚥气的这一刻，我还在想，我们的相遇，是我的“命”？还是我的“缘”？或是我的“劫”？人生，不就是这三样东西组成的吗？
在那漫长的三小时里，家人们一一到齐，平珩一直在向你报告：“爸爸！可嘉来了！爸爸，可柔来了！爸爸，平安在英国，不能来！爸爸，能来的，全部都来了！”我这时，才忽然惊觉，我问赶到的主治医师：“医生，这个“人工甦醒球”，如果不继续挤压，他是不是就走了？”医生点头说是的，说：“留他一口气，为了等家人们到齐！”我这才环视陈家和平家的人，悲戚的气氛笼罩着我们。在这一刹那，我心里曾有的不平，委屈，愤怒……都悄然而逝。我问你的儿女：“那么，我们让爸爸安心的走吧！好吗？”你的子女都点头，我才对医生说：“让他去吧！”医生示意护士放手。护士的挤压刚刚停止，监视器上的数字，心跳瞬间归零。我握着你的那隻手，变冷了！你在5月23日晚上9点8分走了！我很安慰，最后三小时，我一直握着你的手，如果我曾对你有怨怼，我也原谅你了！
鑫涛，你解脱了！我，也放下了。从今以后，我要活得快乐，帮你把过去三年多的痛苦一起活回来。你若有知，也会含笑于九泉吧！？至于那些对我们不瞭解的人，编出的各种故事，我也希望随着你的去世，烟消云散！让我们用有爱的心，把过去一切的不快，都化为详和。
安心的去吧！我相信你去的地方，是没有病痛、没有纷争、没有爱恨、没有折磨、没有矛盾、没有报复、没有贪婪、没有嫉妒、没有谎言……没有一切贪嗔痴的地方！奔向那片美好的淨土吧！你九十二年的生命里，也曾经有过很灿烂美好的日子。如果人有灵魂，让那些美好陪着你，不好的，都随着你的离去而消失。
你会永远活在我记忆中。你还记得我写的歌吗？“也曾数窗前的雨滴，也曾数门前的落叶，数不清是爱的轨迹，聚也依依，散也依依！”鑫涛，聚也依依，散也依依！生也依依，死也依依！依依又依依，再见不可期！走笔至此，我又哭了，希望，这是最后一次为你流泪！你若有灵，保佑我在有生之年，只有笑，没有泪，活得像火花。行吗？好吗？永别了！我爱！
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Qiong Yao sent a long text to mourn her husband: Farewell! I love!
2019-06-04 19:48
Qiong Yao’s long mourning husband
Sohu Entertainment News Qiong Yao's husband, the founder of the Crown Group, Ping Xintao, has been ill for many years. Today, he was confirmed by his family to have died on May 23, at the age of 92. Qiong Yao issued a essay on his personal social platform: "Xin Tao, Juyi Yiyi, Sanyi Yiyi! Life is also dependent, death is also dependent! Yiyi and Yiyi, goodbye can not be! Going this way, I cried again, hope, this is the last time Tears for you! If you have a spirit, bless me in my lifetime, only laughing, no tears, living like a spark. OK? Ok? Farewell! I love!"
Qiong Yao bury her husband
Qiong Yao issued a document
According to Taiwan media reports, Ping Xin Group founder Ping Xintao fell into hospital in 2016. The writer's wife, Qiong Yao, published a letter to his son and daughter-in-law every other year to reveal the secrets that he had already recognized, and caused great waves on both sides. Because of a nasogastric tube, Qiongyao and his family's three stepchildren Pingying, Pingyi and Pingyun disagreed, and anger surrendered the right to care, while Ping Xintao continued to lie in the hospital.
Ping Ying said: "Daddy stays in bed for a long time. It is inevitable that there will be some conditions. I have had a lung infection before. This time because of a urinary catheter infection, in addition to lower blood pressure, there is a bit of diarrhea. We are a bit nervous, the doctor suggested Intensive care unit, after all, the nurse is more careful than the care." This is the first time that Ping Xintao has been hospitalized for more than 2 years.
The following is the full text of Qiong Yao's mourning:
Dear Xin Tao:
Today, (June 4, 2019) I took my children and grandchildren, and your children and grandchildren, together with the instructions of your life: "After I leave, please don't send a essay, don't make a sacrifice, don't want any memorial service, don't "Remove the instrument, don't do seven..." and your instructions for funeral: "Please cremate me in the shortest time... Then use the funeral method to spill my ashes into any mountain and forest." If you can't bury it, use the tree to bury it..." We obeyed one by one, but because the tree burial area was full, I chose my own way and buried it. Therefore, in the "Xianshan Garden" of Yangmingshan, my son and I solemnly put your ashes into the grave of the flower burial. I took a basket of peony and rose petals and took a bunch of yellow phalaenopsis that you liked most during your lifetime. I spilled the petals on your new raft. Although this is not a ritual of flower burial, I know that you love flowers.
"Three separations hate, two dust, one point of water. In the fine view, flowers fall and fly, little points are tears." I changed Su Shi's "Water Dragon", when I sprinkled flowers, I kept silently in my heart. Your children and grandchildren and my children and grandchildren are reunited with peace of mind, watching me sprinkle flowers in detail, and finally, because the weather is too hot, I wanted to drop the phalaenopsis, and put the whole bunch on you. On the flower bud, in the petals flying, finally let you sleep poetically.
I returned to Taipei from the "Kaohsiung Line" and I know that you have a fever again. Everyone is afraid of affecting my activities in Kaohsiung and concealing your message of fever. What's more, after you have been intubated for more than three years, you have had several fevers and have experienced a crisis under the treatment of antibiotics. So even the hospital did not think it was dangerous. I also wrote my Facebook and detailed my trip to Kaohsiung. At 11 o'clock in the morning of May 8, I suddenly got the news that you have entered the "care ward". I can't wait to prevent it, and my heart hurts. I went straight to the hospital to see you. At the time, although you were surrounded by many living equipment, the situation was good. May 9th is the 40th anniversary of my marriage with you. I will go to the hospital again and spend a wedding anniversary with you, "relatively silent, silent." At that time, I still think that with so many medical equipment to assist you, you will still return to the general ward. However, in my heart, there has always been a voice, and whispered repeatedly: "Xin Tao, let go! Don't be tortured by these pipes and utensils!"
Then, when you are in the intensive care unit, it's good or bad. I worry every day and stop all the work at hand. On the night of May 23, I was having dinner, just had a meal, and the hospital called and said that your situation has turned sharply and may have to go. I put down my rice bowl, and Zhongwei, Kejia, and Shuling immediately rushed to the hospital. Your daughter is already in the intensive care unit, and no one else has arrived. I went straight to your bed and saw you covered with an "artificial wake-up ball and mask". The two nurses were pinching the ball with their hands and squeezing oxygen into your nose and mouth. On the monitor next to you, your heartbeat, breathing, blood pressure, etc. are jumping irregularly. I saw the transparent mask, you open your mouth and breathe hard, every breath seems to have exhausted your strength. I know that you are finally leaving. You don't need intubation to survive, it will be over! In an instant, all kinds of moods rushed into my heart: Is it hi? Is it sad? Is it pain? is love? Is it free? I am not willing... I don’t know, but the tears are already full. I bowed my head down and said softly in your ear: "Xin Tao, I am coming, I am coming, I am coming... I am here to send you..."
A kind nurse, moved a chair to me, and carefully put my hand into the quilt, so that I can hold your hand that is still warm, but not moving. For the next three hours, I held your hand like this, and I didn't look at you for a moment. I remember, I was very silent. When I spoke by chance, I repeatedly said, "Come on! Xintao, you will not I hurt again, I won’t hurt any more, I won’t hurt any more...” I said, tears rushed into my eyes, I didn’t want people to see my tears, I turned my head to the side of the curtain and wiped my tears. What are you crying for? I don't always hope that you can get rid of it soon?
In those three hours, my encounter with you, knowing each other, and the love and support of each other for more than 50 years, all flashed before my eyes. I remember the era when I was desperately trying to help you with your career. I remember the era when we made movies. We remember the era when we were making TV dramas. I remember that we have faced the downturn and blows of our careers several times. Even these children don’t know... Struggle Struggle, struggle... How many youthful years have we used to fight, and finally have a small success. You used to say that you are a cow that only works, until you meet me, we have another half of life. However, I am a weaver, from now on for your career, for your sense of accomplishment, for your fanatical work attitude, to work hard with you, early writing to the fingers broken, and then hit the computer to the fingerprints. I never complained that the love you gave me made me satisfied.
However, you and I are both second-degree marriages. It turned out that you were desperately pursuing me for 16 years. How many grievances have caused me! In this society, the views of the two parties to marriage are unfair. I have always been silent about dispelling my remarks. silence! Xin Tao, I have only learned a lot of truths recently. Silence is gold, silence is Zen, silence is tears, silence is love. Silence is even more "bearing"! How much do I endure? Knowing the truth, you know that I know. In particular, because I wrote the book "Before the Snow Falles", the theme is to use your story to discuss whether the patient has autonomy? Have the right to end? This book caused an uproar, your children, because of two different cognitive love, broke with me. What I can do is still "bearing", forbearance is tears, forbearance is love, forbearance is pain, and forbearance is sad. At the moment when you finally breathed, I still think, our encounter is my "life"? Still my "edge"? Or my "robbery"? Is life not composed of these three things?
In the long three hours, the family arrived one after another, Pingyi has been reporting to you: "Dad! Can come! Dad, can come softly! Dad, safe in the UK, can't come! Dad, can All of them came!" At this moment, I was suddenly shocked. I asked the attending physician who arrived: "Doctor, this "artificial awakening ball", if he does not continue to squeeze, is he gone?" The doctor nodded and said yes, "Keep him a sigh of relief, in order to wait for the family to come together!" I only looked around at the Chen family and the peace home, and the mournful atmosphere enveloped us. At this moment, the injustices, grievances, and anger in my heart have all passed away. I asked your children: "So, let's let my father go with peace of mind! Okay?" Your children nodded, and I said to the doctor, "Let him go!" The doctor told the nurse to let go. The nurse's squeezing just stopped, the number on the monitor, the heartbeat instantly returned to zero. I held your hand and it got cold! You left at 9:08 on May 23! I am very comforted. In the last three hours, I have been holding your hand. If I have complained to you, I will forgive you!
Xin Tao, you are free! I have also let go. From now on, I will live happily and help you to bring back the pain of the past three years. If you know, you will laugh at Jiuquan! ? As for the stories that people who don't know us, I also hope that as you die, you will disappear! Let us use the heart of love to turn all the unhappiness of the past into a detailed and harmonious.
Go with peace of mind! I believe that where you go, there is no sickness, no disputes, no love and hate, no torture, no contradictions, no revenge, no greed, no jealousy, no lies... no greed! Go to that beautiful pure land! In the life of your ninety-two years, there have been wonderful days. If a person has a soul and let those beautiful people accompany you, bad things will disappear as you leave.
You will live forever in my memory. Do you remember the song I wrote? "There have been several raindrops in front of the window, and there have been several leaves in front of the door. The count is the trajectory of love. The gathering is also Yiyi, and the scatter is also dependent!" Xin Tao, Ju Yiyiyi, scattered also Yiyi! Life is also dependent, death is also dependent! Yiyi and Yiyi, goodbye can not be expected! At this point, I cried again, hope, this is the last time I cried for you! If you have a spirit, bless me in my lifetime, only laughing, no tears, living like a spark. OK? Ok? farewell! I love!
Your wife
Qiong Yao (Chen Chen)
