Late at night, quiet. The stars twinkle, the moon reflects the earth. The vast sky, the bright moon, appears to be a kind face. He smiled at me, it reminds me of my childhood, that sound is full of love call.
When I was young, my grandpa and grandma are still alive. Every weekend, I would go to play their home. The public is not far from there is a mountain, mountain and a field. My companions and I often go there to play. That day, I went to the public. Eat a meal at noon, I and cousin, friends and go to the side of the mountain and the slice of playing in the field.
We could have such a beautiful nature play, is a happy thing. But, the God does not cooperate. When we were playing vigorously, it rained. We had a small pavilion field next to the shelter in the.
In the misty rain, as if there was a deep green umbrella, umbrella is an old man, just walk slowly. The ear, seemed to hear a voice calling, calling my name. Is it under the umbrella of the ... ...
I ran to the direction toward the. Ah! Grandpa really is. " Grandpa, I'm here. " I shouted as he ran, ran to Grandpa. Cousin. Grandpa asked. " In the pavilion to shelter from the rain. " I loudly called cousin back. Cousin also went to Grandpa. We three people holding the umbrella to dark green, walking in the way home.
To return to the public, Grandpa hurriedly let us put on dry clothes, and take out the electrical outlet to help us blow wet hair. And this is what I found, Grandpa 's hair all wet, the rain washing clothes is also close to the body. At this time, I and my cousin 's hair is dry, put on dry clothes. My cousin and I invariably said: " Grandpa, you hair, clothes are wet, quick to dry hair, put on dry clothes! " Grandpa listened, smiled and said: " you really sensible, I have to change clothes. " Finished, turned into the room to change clothes.
That night, we all can hear coming from outside the houses cough. Grandpa had bronchitis, plus today in a rain, cough also become more serious.
But I never thought, not long after, grandpa is dying. He was sent to the hospital, my father and mother went to the hospital to see him. I remember that day, I was naughty, which led to the grandpa attack of bronchitis, heart feeling guilty also welled up. Grandpa from the bedside table with a box for me. Opened the box to see, the original is a waterproof watch. Grandpa in a weak voice said to me: " Shu Jie, this table you ... ... You take, you must ... ... Cherish the time, playing a little less ... ... ... Science ... ... Learn more knowledge. " I took the watch, and thanks to Grandpa, Grandpa forgive one request, the tears rolling. That night, grandpa go away, go to another world.
In Grandpa 's grave, I burst into tears. Grandpa, can you forgive me for fun? You will not blame me? I want to say, play less, learn more knowledge. I will cherish the time. I will not forget your that sound caring call. I wish you in the in the lower!
Looked up at the sky, the moon is like that kind of Grandpa 's face. He seems to be in front of my call, full of love. He taught me to cherish the time, time is life. I'll never forget forget grandpa taught and the sound of the call of love.
Late at night, quiet. The stars twinkle, the moon reflects the earth. The vast sky, the bright moon, appears to be a kind face. He smiled at me, it reminds me of my childhood, that sound is full of love call. N
When I was young, my grandpa and grandma are still alive. Every weekend, I would go to play their home. The public is not far from there is a mountain, mountain and a field. My companions and I often go there to play. That day, I went to the public. Eat a meal at noon, I and cousin, friends and go to the side of the mountain and the slice of playing in the field.
We could have such a beautiful nature play, is a happy thing. But, the God does not cooperate. When we were playing vigorously, it rained. We had a small pavilion field next to the shelter in the.
In the misty rain, as if there was a deep green umbrella, umbrella is an old man, just walk slowly. The ear, seemed to hear a voice calling, calling my name. Is it under the umbrella of the ... ...
I ran to the direction toward the. Ah! Grandpa really is. " Grandpa, I'm here. " I shouted as he ran, ran to Grandpa. Cousin. Grandpa asked. " In the pavilion to shelter from the rain. " I loudly called cousin back. Cousin also went to Grandpa. We three people holding the umbrella to dark green, walking in the way home.
To return to the public, Grandpa hurriedly let us put on dry clothes, and take out the electrical outlet to help us blow wet hair. And this is what I found, Grandpa 's hair all wet, the rain washing clothes is also close to the body. At this time, I and my cousin 's hair is dry, put on dry clothes. My cousin and I invariably said: " Grandpa, you hair, clothes are wet, quick to dry hair, put on dry clothes! " Grandpa listened, smiled and said: " you really sensible, I have to change clothes. " Finished, turned into the room to change clothes.
That night, we all can hear coming from outside the houses cough. Grandpa had bronchitis, plus today in a rain, cough also become more serious.
But I never thought, not long after, grandpa is dying. He was sent to the hospital, my father and mother went to the hospital to see him. I remember that day, I was naughty, which led to the grandpa attack of bronchitis, heart feeling guilty also welled up. Grandpa from the bedside table with a box for me. Opened the box to see, the original is a waterproof watch. Grandpa in a weak voice said to me: " Shu Jie, this table you ... ... You take, you must ... ... Cherish the time, playing a little less ... ... ... Science ... ... Learn more knowledge. " I took the watch, and thanks to Grandpa, Grandpa forgive one request, the tears rolling. That night, grandpa go away, go to another world.
In Grandpa 's grave, I burst into tears. Grandpa, can you forgive me for fun? You will not blame me? I want to say, play less, learn more knowledge. I will cherish the time. I will not forget your that sound caring call. I wish you in the in the lower!
Looked up at the sky, the moon is like that kind of Grandpa 's face. He seems to be in front of my call, full of love. He taught me to cherish the time, time is life. I'll never forget forget grandpa taught and the sound of the call of love.