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When I said this, I heard my breath clearly. I think I really can’t live without you-this life, the afterlife, I am willing to stay with you all the time. I have been with you since I was young, with my brothers and sisters. From my memory, you have occupied my whole childhood. If I hadn’t heard your nagging, I don’t think I can detect your aging till now. Forgive me for recording your details at this time. Forgive me for worrying about your leaving at this moment. I thought you would accompany me all the time, but I forgot the cruelty of time. Maybe one day you will leave me, but I can only cry in my memory. The day before yesterday, I went back to my hometown. The road was muddy and the wind was strong. The boundless snow couldn’t beat my shivering. You were not there when I got home. I was quiet in the empty courtyard, as if I would not grow old. What emerges in front of my eyes is that when I was young, those memories forgive me and I can only swallow it alone. I can’t describe it with words, and I don’t know how to describe it. When I saw you coming back, I suddenly felt very warm and safe. Maybe only by your side can I be spoiled and no longer worry about the snow. I walked out of the house, waiting for your return. Soon, your figure appeared in the distance. My name was Grandma from afar. I came back. Although it was far away, your smile was so clear. Yes, you were very happy, which old man is not looking forward to more birds leaving the nest every day?! Seeing you stumbling, my nose suddenly became Sour. You used to walk very fast, was it cold, or were you really old? When I got home, you always asked me whether I was cold or hungry. I suddenly wanted to cry because I didn’t know how many times I could listen to your concern in my life, you are no longer my grandmother who can keep out the wind and rain when I was young. I grew up, but you are old… I helped you cook at noon. When I took the knife in your hand to cut vegetables, a cold through bones pierced the residual temperature in my hand — I found that there was no handle on the kitchen knife! I really can’t think about how you cut vegetables at ordinary times! My grandma, my poor grandma! I blame you for not buying a new one, but you are like a child who has made a mistake explaining to me that my heart suddenly became sour, reciting your eyes and letting tears fall down. I remember that when I was young, you didn’t let me cook, saying that the food I cooked could only prevent hunger, and when I ran around in the kitchen, you would still say me. But now you can only look at me nearby, Grandma, am I growing up or are you really old? When cooking, you said that your sister-in-law called and said she would not let you go out and let you watch TV in the bed. I know that you remember your daughter’s concern in your heart, then you smiled and told me that I called when it snowed that day, At that time, you hadn’t got up yet. You said you didn’t find a thick layer of snow in the yard until you got up. I knew your happiness in your heart. Every old man would remember everything that his children did, but you told me such a simple thing six times during my day at home! Are you always remembering it, or are you forgetting something? If you really forget something, why do you remember the thing I called so clearly? If you don’t forget something, why do you mention it again and again? How can I persuade myself not to cry, my grandma! My only Grandma!!! Is time really so cruel? Can’t I really retain your past? If you really left, how can I keep going? How can I not be buried in this desolate world? How will I spend every day of aging? I can’t see tomorrow, how can I survive the dark night? How I wish that you will always be by my side to protect me from the wind and rain. How I wish that I will go back to my childhood and never grow up. I will go back to school and send clothes to my sister. When I told her these, her crying eyes became red and swollen. I said, “be filial to grandma while we still have time. In fact, we all know that it is while grandma still has time… Like (prose editor: prose online) the 30th year of my WeChat era The year before last, my eunuch planned to buy a smartphone for him on his birthday. The main purpose was to teach them how to play WeChat, and let them… Comments on the Chinese version of “worry-free grocery store” Everyone moves towards a better life through his own efforts. The answer to the consultation letter is just encouraging an existing… An emotional diary of a Christian (January 14, 2018) January 14, 2018: Today, the temperature in Wujiang is relatively warm, not as cold as a few days ago. 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