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On the island of Mlano in Venice, a funeral ceremony is being held. A solemn ceremony is going on. On the coffin covered with black cloth, there is a cross tied with a bright red rose. Through the burning sun, a golden aperture is formed around it, much like the passage for saints to go to heaven.
At the back of the mourning team, it seems to be pitiful. Only a few gentlemen in suits and ties and a woman in dark clothes, and a girl in black mourning, about eighteen or nineteen years old. Her head was covered with black veil, and a warm westerly wind blew, inadvertently lifting a corner of the girl's scarf, revealing a beautiful face, with helpless, sad, unbelievable and indignant expressions, and her eyes were full.
At this time, the team came to an abrupt end and came to a well-planned cemetery. In the right corner of the cemetery, there was a half-full dust, which was placed next to the deeply dug grave in advance. Qi Xin, the coffin carrier, helped to put the coffin in the cave.
When everything was ready, the priest began to pray.
"In the name of the Father, welcome the people of God, Tang Zhenhai, and set foot on the road to heaven. His personality makes relatives and friends feel grateful, and he is qualified to be a model in everyone's heart ... "The priest kept wiping his sweat with the Bible in one hand. ...
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