Well, I miss you a little bit again
Unconsciously, we have not seen each other for three years, and I accidentally opened the address book but found that your phone still existed in my mobile phone, but I could no longer connect it after dialing it, and I could not press the delete button. You just calmly disappeared from my world and never came back.
When I was toddler, you took the trouble to pick me up and pat the dust on my pants but worried that I would hurt. When I learn to speak, I can still imagine the smile flowing from your cheek. When I was sick in the middle of the night, you carried me alone down the dark path to the clinic. The memory of the toddler is blurred, but the warm feeling still remains in the heart. Every winter and summer vacation, I look forward to going back to you, but I don't want to see you send me away on the road. When I was a child, I wanted to be with you more, and my wish when I was a child was to take my grandmother out to travel around the world. I love you so much, but now I can't love you.
I regret that I didn't have more to spend with you, and I regret that I didn't dial your number very often. When you are lonely, you must also miss me, think about my life outside, think about when I will come back, always prepared a lot for me to go back. You are always very frugal, but you have no reluctance toward me, and give me all the good. In your most helpless moments, in your desperate times, you are alone, and you are sure to expect your phone to ring, or the voice calling you at the door, but you are all alone at home, watching the old-fashioned TELEVISION set through the long nights. You know, I don't have the courage to call you because I feel bad as soon as I hear your voice and don't want to give you any bad emotions.
One night in my junior year of high school I had a dream and woke up in a dream, and I was glad it was just a dream. But the next day I was taken back, looking at you in the candlelight, so emaciated, I can't imagine that you really left me, at that moment I really couldn't break down. How I wish it was really just a dream...
Over the years, when you see your grandmother riding a tricycle on the road, you will think of you, and when you see a grandmother carrying a child, you will still think of you. Back in the country house, it's all about being with you. The thought of your heart will flood with bitterness, and my eyes are still wet when I see your photos.
The Son wants to raise and does not wait. I'm afraid that one day I'll get used to not having you, that I'll one day slowly erase your mark. But I know there won't be a day because you're the mark on my life. Whenever I look at the starry sky, I think the brightest star is you, you have always been with me...