I love grandma

I looked up and there was no trace of fireworks in the sky, but I saw my grandmother's smile.

I have always been a wayward child, and my hometown is a county town that is not rich. Grandma lives in the country and is surrounded by mountains. When I was born, I loved the spring water of the mountains, and I didn't want to go by myself. I wanted my grandmother to hold it. The grandmother who wrapped her feet always took me and took me to the spring to play. If you want to eat anything, you can only let your uncle ride a locomotive grandma and hold my seat in the back seat to go to the county to buy. Grandma is so petting me, indulging my waywardness.

That spring, the weather is still cold. I am pestering my grandmother to buy a fireworks. The two grandmothers who had been spotted, laughing and trembled, said, "Good to play!" Grandma has been unable to hold me. I reluctantly followed. Along the way, I ran around and went to play with the water on the side of the road. When I saw the straw, I would step on my feet. Grandma's eyebrows flowed out of her exhaustion, but she was self-willed, and she did not find it at all. It was just the look of her grandmother, or the peace of love.

"Grandma, look, this flower is open."

"Yes!"

"Grandma, look at this flower."

"good looking"

"There are butterflies, I want to catch one, Grandma helps me!"

"Okay! Hey children, be careful here."

Grandma’s tone was full of paleness, his voice was hoarse, his face was red, but he still went down to the ridge and went to catch butterflies for me.

I stood in the same place and watched my grandmother's blue cloth clothes disappear into the fields that were much lower than the ridges. However, I never thought that the river I was so familiar with would be so deep, so deep, almost cut off. I am with my grandmother!

"Grandma!...grandma!..."

One day later, my grandmother woke up at the bed and said to me, "Oh, don't cry, Grandma will be fine."

I ignited a bunch of fireworks, my grandmother smiled, and the smile was full and trembling. I laughed too, just knowing that after only one week, it became a screening.

The old and weak grandmother passed away three days after our family left home.

In the direction of the hometown, the remaining fireworks on the day, the flower of the flower blossoms, just disappeared.

Just like her grandmother, she loves me deeply, and her deep love has finally disappeared, but her radiant, trembling smile finally broke into her heart and never forget.

Grandma, your love for me is better than the sky, better than the sea, I love you forever and ever.

First day: Tang Yanan