Background: Written on the first anniversary of my grandma’s death.

Original text attached:

When the fragments buried deep in memory

I picked them up at this time

I have long forgotten When did I

change from a child to an adult.

When I was very young, my grandma always took me out to play

As soon as I was put on the ground, I ran away happily

Grandma was chasing after her, but she couldn't run after a few steps.

But she still had to run, because she knew that the child in front of her was her hope.

When I became more sensible, I remember that my grandma always left delicious food for me

She looked at my greedy eyes and was always so kind

I stretched out my hand to give her the delicious food. She picked it up, looked at it and put it back into my hand.

"Grandma doesn't like eating, so you can eat it for me..."

< p>When I grow up, my grandma always likes to tell me her own stories

But I always feel that time was so long back then

And today, When I wanted to chat with her again

I really understood that my grandma back then was just like me now

We are all living in memories, but the difference is

I will never have a chance to chat with her again.

During the National Day that year, I thought it was just an ordinary farewell

But I pressed my face tightly against my grandma’s face

“I’m leaving Ah, I brought Xiao Shen back to see you during the Chinese New Year."

But she held my finger and refused to let go

"It will take several months to see you again. "My baby"

When grandma really went to that world

I held my grandma's portrait tightly against my chest

I could clearly understand I heard her saying

"Good boy! It's time to be filial to your parents."

When the powerful magnet in my life disappeared

The word "love" became dim and no longer beautiful

But I refused to let the memory leave me.

Dreams can also make us meet again

But when I woke up, my eyes were wet with tears again and again.

Grandma never told me any big truths

She was very ordinary in that generation

But in her, I saw hard work and a bright future. When I arrived at kindness

I saw tenacity, endurance, and no regrets.

I once said to her

Grandma, I want to be with you forever

She did not answer me right away

Just for a long time Holding my hand

Then nodded silently

Grandma has been gone for a year

I believe that grandma is alive

Love and care for me as always

I have always kept the last photo taken by my grandma and me

in a small photo frame

A place where I can often see her

It is also so that she can often see me

Tell her often

Grandma! I miss you!