The principal is "grandfather"

In my childhood, I think everyone will always have someone who is good to yourself. They will always be by your side, for a long time, but like a dream, suddenly, gone, but always think of her...

In the morning, the sun was full of the earth, and the ground was covered with a warm "gold". I always waited by the early stone ladder, fierce, saw a shadow, and smiled happily.

"Grandpa!" This is my name for the principal. Grandpa always laughs when he hears this voice. He always takes good things out of his pocket. My grandfather and I are sitting on the stone ladder. I eat something and tell the grandfather something interesting. Grandpa is fine. Listen to me, and occasionally make some comments. Until my aunt called me to the class.

I lived in the school with my aunt, but I never saw my grandfather's family. "Why, why?" I always thought, this problem disturbed me.

"Aunt, grandfather's family?" I asked.

The aunt’s face became a pity, and he sighed and said sadly: “The headmaster has no children at all, and the level is lonely.”

I suddenly realized and understood what I knew.

It was another morning, I was still waiting by the stone ladder, and Grandpa came again. Still the face, a close look, but the feeling of vicissitudes, the sadness of the past, who can tell me how my grandfather spent the years in the care of no one? But seeing me is like seeing my own granddaughter.

I rushed to Grandpa’s arms and said, "Grandpa, you are the grandfather of my heart forever!"

Oh, it’s raining? I want to look up.

I saw the face that my grandfather had been wet with tears.

Grade 5: Kittens love to eat gingerbread