I was indebted to so many people. 
The pain I received by many people is too great. 
The pain which we receive from now is immeasurable. 
The rest of my life is only a day to be packed by others. 
My health is not good and I can not do anything. 
I can neither read nor write a book. 

Do not be too sad. 
Is not it part of nature of both life and death? 

I'm sorry. 
Please do not hurt anyone. 
It is destiny. 
Make up. 
And leave only one very small monument near the house. 
It is an old idea.