This is a bit gloomy weekend, cool, I was a little cold.
Thousands of miles away in Beijing, the weather can be good?
小荷作文网 www.zww.cn Twelve, my mother immediately called to give grandpa. Every time weekend twelve o'clock this paint off of the phone would be particularly loud cried, reminder, phone, telephone, grandma to grandpa!
小 荷 作文网 www.zww.cn "Hey, dad, you eat it? We are not going to eat you ready to take a nap? …… Our side Well, that is a bit cold, you do …" Sometimes the mother comes to half asked me " Do not give grandma grandpa Say something! "I also like my mother seems particularly high enthusiasm tone said," Well - "the last word tone high rise. Then took the phone, with a granddaughter some cute, sweet, lively voice calls out "My grandfather -" leave no stone unturned grandpa answer some more, but still more than two minutes to wait until he's a Good-bye! "
Habits.
Accustomed to the tone of the mother to grandpa call the kind of rare, used to also decorated best side to speak with the classic, more accustomed to the grandpa that a premature goodbye.
Like this year, the National Day to see grandma more wasted face, not like two years ago, could not help but burst into tears.
I remember two years ago, returned to Beijing for the first time after a lapse by the year, to that the deciduous bleak cell, set foot on the longest I've ever seen the stairs, with a puzzled and nervous wait for grandfather opened the door the moment. When the front that the elderly hunchback, a tall and healthy image in my memory came crashing down, and I have some to withstand.
Will not be able to accept the most haggard Lianpang I have ever seen was actually my grandma, my grandma can not phenomenon now have a pair of dry hands, skin and bones of the body, and the pale, bloodless face.
My voice as her hands trembling.
Sitting in that little ray of sunshine hut, tension, depressed hit, I feel that I seem to have a mission, because my grandfather grandma's granddaughter, I seem to do, but I do not know, the loss flawless.
In that time, three hours to visit relatives, heard her cry so soon left and then the tears will not stop as a result of my last farewell with grandma.
Back to Shanghai, I wrote an essay, got class highest score in the essay inside ask why, why Tsinghua students and graduates will live a life of the poorest I've ever seen, why life kind of grandma hemiplegia, why they were young were assigned to the nuclear Academy of Engineering is now almost became a nursing home?
In any case, since, in some ways, I grew up, I found grandpa grandma Unlike grandparents generally spoiled me, for them, we have an obligation to their love of.
Has long since unlike the past, the the brains painful for them to complain about this disorder fate. But confusing emotions wrapped in their hearts, and then develop the habit of a different kind, unlike others call a cope with the tone of languid answer elderly boring, but with the most sincere voice would like to convey a message, you have a family, love you.
Why have this habit is generally not to think, but when I'm talking with her grandmother since my academic talk about my love of books, talk about my award-winning essay, grandma happy and weak smile most make I think it really makes sense.
I think, has maintained this habit, every week, every phone call, every birthday, floods Beijing, Fangshan as the most important call back this time in the disaster zone concerns, learn about their well-being unharmed, just saying a few sentence, and then hung up the phone, some gifts each year to see them with time, with symbolic accompany grandpa talk a thing of the past, to speak now living with her grandmother, very good.
Mother handed the phone to me, I put down "Gone with the Wind" - see Scarlett that her mother Ellen died chapter - one as usual, sweet calls out "Grandpa -
Put down other burdens, they condense into a habit, and to remind us all the time, have a family to now has never been broken, with us in the world, which has been, is enough OK.
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