The star cried

On a dark night of high winds, the stars are squinting with their eyes, the surroundings are very quiet, and sometimes wolves are barking. And I was alone in the grave of my grandmother, silently crying. Relive the happy time with my grandmother before.

In the middle of 2005, I lived with my grandmother. It was a rural country. I experienced very bad conditions. I can say that the food and clothing that I can eat is not bad, but I am very happy because it is the small rural village with simple conditions. My grandmother's infinite memories. I remember once, my grandmother took me to dig potatoes, I rushed to dig, and I dug for a long time, my face was full of mud, then look at the poor potatoes, I have been dug up beyond my face, sitting next to my grandmother With me, I laughed, it was the most brilliant smile I have ever seen. So, I squatted behind the old grandmother's ass. This digging is three years, but I don't feel tired. But she can no longer take me to dig potatoes. She is old and sick. There was a hot night, and there were so many stars. They might want to accompany their grandmother, maybe they would say goodbye to her. That night, I accompanied the weak grandmother in the yard to enjoy the cold, I held a lot of words with the thin hand of the grandmother. The night was cold, I let the grandmother enter the house, only to find that she was sleeping forever in this silent night. At this moment, I cried and the stars cried. The old man who accompanied me left...

How sudden it all came! In the face of death, my heart is very upset. Mom and Dad came from outside and sadly comforted me. They said to me: Grandma went to another world, and it was wonderful! After all, I am no longer a child. I know that it is a natural law to live and die. Soon, Mom and Dad took me to the city and lived two different lives.

Now, I finally have the opportunity to come back here and see. When I think of the days with my grandmother, I feel my nose is sour. The stars at this time don't seem so shiny, they are silent...

The third day: What? 2012