Concerned about the past

In the predicament of life, it is a warm spring breeze that comforts the wounded soul. In the journey of life, care is a good guide to guide the road ahead; in the family, it is a beautiful rose, creating a happy life.

When I was young, I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know what it was. When I grow up, I understand that it is actually the bond that connects the world's emotions. It is the most sincere and beautiful emotion between people. I am most concerned about my grandfather. Grandfather was an ordinary peasant who could not be ordinary, but her life was full of fun. Because in the grandfather's life there will always be a little girl's figure - his little granddaughter, me.

Grandpa has been dead for more than a year, but he seems to be alive. He still lives in our hearts. Sometimes when I go back to my hometown, I can’t help but scream "Grandpa". When I am stunned, I realize that Grandpa has already Going to another wonderful world. The term "grandfather" always evokes my infinite memories.

Whenever a cockroach appears where I think it is within reach, I will involuntarily try to catch it. But every time I failed, my grandfather saw it and I couldn’t laugh. "It has wings, you can fly at any time, and you want to catch it when you are empty. It’s hard to go to heaven." Whenever Grandpa said this sentence I knew that my good time was coming soon - Grandpa will take the broom and go to the field with me. Grandpa will give me a demonstration every time, but my stupid brain will always learn, and every time I let Xiaoxiao take advantage of it. Therefore, it is grandfather who basically invites you to be a guest at home. I also have one or two times. Perhaps it is because I am too rude, and my wings will always be broken by me, so I can't fly high. That is my sin. But the kind-hearted grandfather is different, and he will quietly put the shackles when I am in the past. Now, I learned to catch it, and I will not break its wings again, but Grandpa is gone. Whenever there is a citrus, I will think of the citrus forest opposite my home, and think of the time to pick citrus with my grandfather. Autumn came unconsciously, and the citrus hangs on the branches like a red lantern. This is a good day for me and my grandfather to pick citrus. Although his grandfather is old, his skills are as strong as an eagle. The grandfather disappeared as soon as he slid. I am anxious like an ant on a hot pot. Suddenly, one citrus fell, and it was discovered that Grandpa was in the tree. The citrus is red again, I came to the citrus forest again, but there is only one person missing here.

Grandpa gave me a small piggyback, and when I got it, it was like eating honey. But now I don't know where the little back is hiding. I want to buy one, but after all, there is no good master, I want to let my grandfather write another one, but I don't know where to go to find him. Grandpa told me a lot of myths. He used to sit in the shaded yard with me to watch the stars, and also took me to the wheat fields where I walked... but those are memories.

"I don't cherish when I get it, I miss it when I lose it." I am worried about my grandfather. I hope that it will go with me to find the good time. Sometimes I even think that my grandfather is in this world, but that is just what I thought. Maybe, really because I am too concerned about it!

Second day: Yang Dong