I'm a funeral makeup artist.

Engaged in funeral industry for many years … ..

Have you ever encountered a supernatural phenomenon?

Have you ever met anything impressive?

In fact, in the early days, the company I stayed in was specialized in running accident scenes … ..

So … I've seen many scenes of suicide or accidents …

Hanging, burning charcoal, taking sleeping pills, gas poisoning, car accidents, too fast self-collision, jumping into rivers, jumping off buildings, and even the scene of criminal cases ... too many.

But ... I have never been afraid ... I just want to help them complete the last journey with perfect face and dignity.

I think ... I am helping the dead to complete their final journey with dignity and integrity.

I am not a monk ... I have no ability to transcend death. I ...

Only a clear conscience ...

So ... at the end of work ... these unexpected scenes ... I sleep ... and usually forget everything.

There is only one dead man ... four years later ... I still can't forget everything about him. ...

This incident ... left a very, very deep impression on me ...

Because I dressed this baby myself, when I asked the baby's father, you should see the baby's last face. I saw the baby's mother's tearful eyes and distressed, and the way she said goodbye to the baby made my heart ache. I don't know what to say to comfort the baby's mother. Writing these words is the mother's thoughts and remorse for her children.

This is my treasure in bad karma.

When the mother tried to protect the baby in her belly for five months,

Baby has gone a long way.

When mom gave birth,

Cut the umbilical cord of the baby's flesh.

This is the baby's miserable life.

When mom misses you.

What is cut is the umbilical cord of mommy's affection for the baby.

This is the heartache of my mother's life.

No matter how much a mother gives her children.

I always feel that there is still a lot of debt.

Children seldom give their mothers time to spend together.

But a mother's love for her baby will never be less.

When the child is here.

It's a superficial burden.

The baby is gone.

Being close to each other is an essential loneliness.

Nobody calls me "mom" anymore.

I feel empty and ethereal as never before.

No one urged me to get up in the middle of the night to nurse.

I feel dispensable.

When the child is here.

I don't think "mom" is a title and honor.

The baby is gone.

I just know that mother and son are finished in this life.

The blessing of being a mother in the next life

I don't know if I am qualified to do it again.

The number of dreams will be less and less.

Less and less people will go back.

I want to hug my baby and learn to stand and walk. There is no chance.

The baby is gone.

Where can I find it?

I have relied on this handrail all my life.

The baby is missing.

My world has changed.

The world has changed.

My heart has also changed.

I became a childless mother.

Motherly love is like heaven.

The sky is falling.

Motherly love is like the sea.

The sea is drying up.

The baby is missing.

Nothing can be happy.

I asked myself.

I don't even feel happy.

Do you still feel bitter when you are bitter?

You can't even tell pain from pleasure.

Is life and death still so sensitive?

Even life and death can be spent.

Are gains and losses still so important?

A loving mother drops ten thousand drops of blood.

Have a baby and live.

Send a thousand tears.

Accompany me all the way

Love and hate are strong.

It's all the same

-Thousands of times.

Let out a deep sigh

I can't stop sighing about the mother-child relationship. .......

In October, the pregnant mother was in trouble, and when she landed, her heart was wide;

Not naked, ask dad to ask mom if she wants to eat or wear;

It is difficult to sleep every night. My mother sleeps dry when she is wet.

If you are sick, please ask a doctor, and you are willing to bear the disease for your child;

Worship bodhisattvas in the east and immortals in the west, burn incense and draw lots for elixir;

When the child is well, the parents just smile.

Learn to walk, afraid of falling over a stone ridge, and always stay away from fire and water;

My heart has been broken, and I walk step by step with my hands;

I can walk and talk like an economist when I was three years old, and my parents are very happy.

Send to school at the age of eight or nine, hoping to win glory with sages;

Clothing, socks, shoes and hats are all ready, wearing cotton in winter and single in summer;

The husband beat his mother's heart and wiped his face with tears.

Parents are more sincere than the sea, and they don't feel bad about spending money for their children;

Get up early and go to bed late to earn money, and don't want to spend a penny;

Don't let children be different from others, and I hope I can't turn loess into gold and silver.

Children go out to miss their mothers, and their dreams and souls are around;

Always want to, always want to, always hope that the children are safer outside;

If I don't hear from you, you will run around and stay up all night.

Looking at the same as raising children, getting married at the age of seventeen or eighteen;

Burn incense and ask God to sign, and sweat hard;

It's hard to calculate how much it cost. You owe it to the children.

With family and children, parents are still worried;

I have suffered a lot, and my parents have Qian Qian's infinite kindness;

If you leave the child alone, how can the child have today?

Parents care about their children and worry about their illness;

Hair turned white, wrinkled and deformed limbs;

Children often laugh at home, be caring and attentive, and are busy cooking.

Parents are old and sick, and whoever wants medicine will be fried;

Parents can live for many years and their children can reunite for a few days;

Parents have closed their eyes for a hundred years, and there are several children around them.

The tree wants to keep quiet, but the wind will not stop; My son wants to serve his parents when they are old, but they are gone.

The last thing in the world is to cherish, love and be filial.

Don't regret not cherishing when you lose it. ...

Mom's love will never end!

Please cherish what you have in front of you, and don't wait until you lose it to regret it.

In the eyes of ordinary people, funeral makeup artist is a frightening position. However, for me, it is my greatest comfort to give you the peaceful face of the deceased with one pair of hands. When my father and I arrived at the scene of the accident and witnessed it, I always hoped to help the deceased. Over time, my father felt that I was very enthusiastic about makeup. Under the leadership of my father, I gradually developed a strong feeling for this job, and began to study hard to become a body makeup artist nine years ago. Although the funeral industry is a special profession after all, when deciding this job. At first, I was afraid to tell my friends that I was having a funeral, for fear that they wouldn't like it. After a long time, they also know and understand that this is just a job. Most importantly, they all feel that this is a meaningful job now, and they are gradually gratified by this job from the initial panic. When I first touched the body, I did express a little fear. Because for the first time, of course you will be scared. Fortunately, the body I first saw was a peaceful old woman, and I was not afraid at all, so I was not afraid of anything as long as I could help the deceased to have a peaceful and dignified face. In my second year as a funeral makeup artist, what impressed me the most was a child who died of a heart attack. "The child died of a heart relationship. It's sad to see him die so young. And the child's mother has been crying and holding him. I really feel sorry for that. When I helped him put on beautiful clothes and tidy up his body, I saw a happy smile on his face. I felt that he didn't want people who loved him to cry for him. It's like telling someone who loves him deeply that he is fine now. When people die, their skin will lose its elasticity and hardness, and it is not as easy to change clothes as living people. So we will massage the deceased and tell the deceased to go on the road with peace of mind and relax his muscles, so that wearing clothes will not hurt him. " If there is a wound, I will immediately treat it, disinfect it, clean it up for the dead, and then mend and bandage it for them. When we finish cleaning the wound and cleaning ourselves, we will help the deceased change clothes and finally help them make up, so that the deceased can finish the last journey with honor and dignity. For those who are physically disabled due to car accidents, they are usually repaired by the hospital and then sent to the funeral home or home for funeral.

From my friend's fear of my work to my friend's acceptance of my work now, I feel very gratified, and I believe that no matter what industry, as long as it is done well, it will certainly succeed. After the death of the deceased, it is my greatest satisfaction to let them leave peacefully as much as I can, which is one of the reasons why I have been working as a funeral makeup artist so far. Everyone will face death one day. Without us, who will come back to serve the dead?

* This is the voice of my funeral industry.

Everyone thinks it's easy to earn, but what they actually earn is just a salary and a chance to learn bravely ... What they haven't learned in this industry is often their own personal experience and accumulated experience through doing. Every body changes differently, and the handling methods and situations are different ... You can't make mistakes, but you have to overcome, explore and understand everything by yourself. Everyone will say that the funeral industry is all-inclusive Although the service is a one-stop service for calculating the price, I think there is only one salary, but it includes all the work ... The others are all material costs. Expenses include not only services … but also a person's family, time and sleep … Some people think it is easy to earn, but it is actually a very hard and insurmountable job.

It is noble and rare for people who have come into contact with this industry to respect your profession. However, if you meet people who are superstitious about ancient ideas, you will think that you are a bad leader ... Even if you are used to life and death in this business, the funeral staff can't restrain the emotions of their families ... Always be cautious and take it seriously. But they are also human beings, with blood, tears and feelings ... No one understands the bitterness behind them, only they understand it.

Please don't blame me for not answering the phone at work. On that occasion, I had to keep solemn silence. I am facing the end of my life and a group of crying family members. I am too busy to reply to your message. Please don't be surprised. She may be looking up the information of the deceased, or receiving another fallen life.

Please don't quarrel with me when you are tired. I spent the whole day in the funeral home. It may be standing for dozens of hours, or it may be just on duty.

Please don't argue with me when I am bored. I pay attention to every detail of my work every day. If you are not careful, you will be bitten by your family. Facing the cold life, there is no life. The only people who can relax me are my family.

If your relative works in a funeral home, please comfort her patiently when she is in tears. She has faced too many life endings, seen too many tragic scenes and felt too much about where you will go. You got it?

I am not heartless. I haven't seen much. I don't feel anything. I can't cry. I hope my work goes well. I wish my family would stop being sad. In order to give the deceased more dignity and let the deceased walk the last journey with dignity, I must deal with it calmly!

I only shed tears in front of my family, because family members are the people who make me feel the warmest, most assured and most trustworthy.

I can't always be around to take care of you when my family is sick. Please don't blame me. I am the one who is most worried about my family, but my job is to face more deaths. Those people put the afterlife on me, and I must go all out.

As long as I have time, I will cook, wash clothes and do housework to lighten the burden at home.

If your relatives work in a funeral home, please give some understanding when they can't accompany you on holidays.

Everyone has a holiday, but he won't choose the time when he leaves. He should always stand in his post and prepare funerals for those who die at any time.

I don't want to spend that wonderful time with my family. Please understand my difficulties when I can't spend my holiday with my family. My job often doesn't allow me to get off work on time, and I often adjust my working hours. I also obey the arrangement, because I am as persistent as my family who loves me, and I will devote myself to the funeral cause when I embark on this road.

I go to work when my family rests, and I rest when my family goes to work. Please don't complain. In fact, the people I miss most are my family.

Once I have time, I will visit my family, even if I sacrifice my rest time, even if I secretly look at my family in a corner where they can't see you in order not to affect your work.

Then send a message or make a phone call, and then say a few words. Be sure to eat well. Forgive me if I can't take care of you.

If your relatives work in a funeral home, please try to understand, learn to be considerate and learn to be tolerant.

I am often embarrassed by my family at work. Forced family members deliberately find fault and make things difficult, which is not understood by leaders and accepted by some people.

Please give me enough tolerance and understanding. I need to vent to balance myself. I can't always overload myself to accept grievances.

After all, my social circle is very small, and there are very few friends who really talk about everything.

My family is the only one I can complain about, the only one who can speak my mind without scruple, because I know that I am the support of my family, and my family and family are my only spiritual support.

I work in a funeral home. Don't dislike what I do, and don't hurt my career. Please take care of me sincerely.

In fact, everything I do is for your better life, in order to let every deceased leave this world with dignity.

Don't think I am comfortable. In fact, my special job has put me under both psychological and physical pressure. Long working hours and gloomy and depressed mood make her more likely to get sick than ordinary people.

Don't sigh at her.

I know nothing about life and romance. Please take good care of me.

Working the night shift for a long time has completely disrupted my life, and all my physiological cycles are abnormal.

Have you ever observed my face carefully whenever I work the night shift? Your eyes are bloodshot, sallow and bloodless. Aren't you sad to see me like this?

Don't laugh when she comes back. She is asleep. Please cherish it. Her night shift is really full or busy all night. Others can sleep, but I can't.

I may have been informed in the middle of the night that I would either go to the hospital to pick up the body, or go to the scene of the accident to pick up the smashed body, or go to the freezer to pick up the abandoned baby exposed in the street, or go to the scene of the murder to pick up the body. ...

If your girlfriend works in a funeral home, please combine her special work and really love her. Please take good care of her.

This is my 24-hour call! ! ! )