Dear Grandma

My grandma has been dead for many years, and this article is written in memory of my grandma.

My grandmother was fat, and my mother said that my grandmother was very powerful, but I never saw her being cruel to my mother. Although we are not in the same courtyard, if there is something delicious, Grandma will send it to me. Every New Year's Festival, Grandma would send me things for my aunt to take, although the distance was a little far, but she was not too tired. Later, Grandma got older, got Alzheimer's disease, walking became more and more inconvenient, and her memory became worse and worse. At that time, I went home once a week in junior high school and went to see my grandmother every week. Slowly, My grandmother's memory became worse and worse, and I felt that she should know me. Once, when I went to bring her food, when she couldn't speak clearly, she stood up and pointed to the wheat hoard, and I opened it to see that there were oranges in it, and she was like that, and there were delicious ones that would still think of me. The only regret is that my grandmother died and I did not go back, at that time SARS, my grandfather said let her go to school, did not let me go back. When I got home, Grandma had been gone for weeks.

The saddest thing in the world is that the tree wants to be quiet and the wind is not stopping, and the son wants to raise and not to kiss. Cherish when your loved ones are in good times and go to see more.