calendar

calendar

That day, I understand.

The train was galloping time, flowing through my hands little by little, I ran desperately, hoping to catch the train to seize the naughty time, finally, I really did.

At that time, I was young at home and vaguely remembered that you would tear off the ash-gray calendar hanging on the wall one page at a time. I don’t know why Grandma insisted on doing this: "Why are you going to tear the calendar off?" I asked childishly. Grandma slowly squatted down and said with a smile: "This is because I want to remind myself that yesterday is over, tomorrow will come, and I will cherish the time." I nodded and remembered it, but I didn't understand it. The mystery.

A few years later, I grew up slowly.

Because of the increase in age, I became ignorant, rebellious, and not listening to the teacher. I am also addicted to the computer. I have to go online every day. Otherwise, I will feel that there is a bug biting. It is very uncomfortable. The new semester is coming. I still don't know if I didn't finish my homework, or I don't know how to go online. My grandmother immediately walked over and said: "Granddaughter, don't play again and do your homework." I am very upset: "Do not do it." I am." I shouted loudly.

I don't know how much damage it would do to Grandma. I regret.

The next day, I took a final exam paper and showed her the teacher that the test was very bad. I want to see the parents and sign it. "I dismissively said. Grandma took the test paper and said, "Where can I write, and your parents work outside." Grandma looked sad. In the middle of the night, I got up and went to the water and found that there was light in the grandmother's room. I don't think there would be a thief. I slowly walked into the door and I was shocked: Grandma is working. Under the light, wearing thin clothes, holding the book with his hands trembling. The light is shining on Grandma’s body, it looks so small, the wrinkled cheeks are covered with wrinkles and bright hair. I don’t know when there are so many silvers. Silk, I can't help but have a sore nose, tears have been decided, I ran back to my room, hid in the quilt, and cried.

For me to support the sky, the people who love me are now getting rid of the cruelty of the years, they have no complaints, I cried, I hate that I could not understand my grandmother, I cried. I hate myself for being abandoning my grandmother without culture; I cried and I hate that I missed so much, but I am glad that I wake up and never miss it, cherish every day with my grandmother.

The next morning, I still saw my grandmother tearing off the calendar. I know that my grandmother insisted on tearing off the old page every day and ushered in a new page. I want to let me know what I am doing today, don’t push it to tomorrow, cherish it. Looking back on the old page, on a new page, draw a beautiful future, don't leave regrets.

Finally, my grandmother and I went to see the teacher. The teacher also changed a lot to me, because my ignorance did not make my grandmother worry, because the calendar, I know the value of time, because you, me...

The train of life is still driving, I am inside. I took my own life and took the time.

First day: silently