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My dear grandma

author:Small lime hemp

Text/Seven Trees Figure/Originated from the Network

My grandmother is in her eighties this year, and it is a blessing to have a long-lived old man in the family. Speaking of my grandmother, I like to hear her tell stories the most. Every morning after eating, she always likes to walk the streets and chat with her little crutches. She always has a lot of endless stories to seduce us, and what impressed me most in my childhood was that I always let my grandmother tell us stories, and she always told us happily, my grandmother was not tall, small. Especially when she was old, her back was also hunched, which made her look even shorter. When I was a child, I liked to go to the ground with her, and after she drilled into the cornfield, I couldn't find her, in order to find her, I had to stand on the high ground and watch the corn shake, and I knew that Grandma was there! My grandmother had gray hair that was always curled up high and walked very briskly, and her round face had a pair of glowing eyes. Speaking of Grandma's eyes, I think Grandma's eyes are very powerful, no matter what to do or not, she can see it, once she told us to buy two pounds of flour, we have no experience, after buying back, once into the door Grandma pointed to the bag of flour and said, must not be enough two pounds, we in order to confirm whether Grandma's judgment is accurate to take and weigh, a pound eight two. Maybe! Grandma she experienced the era of food and clothing, it is right, my grandmother her eyes that see everything, see the vicissitudes of this era.

My dear grandma

My grandmother she especially loves to laugh, I think my grandmother's smile is the most infectious, for example, whenever I make a mistake and am criticized by my parents, my grandmother becomes my protector, and I feel like a warm sun on a cold winter day with her. It warms me all the time. Because she was always scolded or beaten and persuaded, she ran over and took my hand when I was crying bitterly, (Grandma's hand was the softest palm I had ever felt, which could dissolve the grievances I had suffered) laughed at me and said funnyly, "What's there to cry, you see you cry like a clown." Grandma's every move warmed me and her smile brought me a lot of comfort, making me happily through the difficulties encountered in my childhood and adolescence.

My dear grandma

Every time it is summer vacation, I like to go back to my hometown to spend my vacation, one is quiet, the other is that my parents want me to go back to experience life, and the most important thing is to accompany the elderly. Whenever that day my grandmother knew that I was coming back, she waited for me at the door early, she went to the door and held my hand as she walked, Nagging all kinds of greetings, asking me if I was hungry, whether I was tired in the car, and so on. These words made me feel very warm, and I felt that no amount of material enjoyment was as good as seeing the joy and happiness of my loved ones. I am glad that I live in a family that does not have a son preference.

My dear grandma

Gradually we grew up, mom and dad took us back to our hometown more and more times, we always like to talk about going home, going back to listen to grandma talk about those difficult years, tell the love story of her and grandpa for more than sixty years, tell the history of their generation that experienced the War of Resistance Against Japan, the War of Liberation, the Land Reform, and the three major transformations together... Tell how she pulled the eldest seven or eight children with painstaking efforts. Tell her own legendary story of those years... Yet these stories will become the most cherished memories of our generations. Maybe the hard times made them what they are now– simple, strong, kind, brave. In the three major transformations, in order to compete for work, the family's livestock will not be managed, wait for a few months when she comes home, the family's free-range sow herself brought a litter of cute piglets home interesting stories, as well as the land reform, in order to do more work to earn food to work, from the annual harvest is always much more than others Inspirational stories, these are the glorious history of Grandma, whenever she talks about this, she is slightly looking up and smiling proudly. My grandmother, like most old people, likes to tell stories of the past, and we are the ones who listen to them. These little stories may not be remembered how many times Grandma told us, but every time we listened to them very seriously and sighed incomparably - how could we have a happy life now without the efforts of that generation? What are the years of quietness? It's just that someone is carrying the weight for you.

My dear grandma

。 Looking back now, do you really feel happy and satisfied? Grandma likes to live in the countryside, likes to live in the land that raises her, likes to raise chickens and ducks, likes to grow some vegetables and fruits, at that time I felt that Grandma worked hard for most of her life and should go to the city to live and enjoy life, but she said that she was not used to living in the city, and she also wanted to understand that the older the people, the more they felt that the more they wanted to return to the land where they lived, that was a kind of hometown feeling, a reason for the fallen leaves to return to the roots, I also feel very happy and relieved now, because Grandma is more than 80 years old, healthy and lively, she is like this, Guard his little vegetable garden, waiting for his grandchildren to come home from school. Perhaps, a life of a thousand and one things is only the spring and autumn in front of the house and behind the house

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