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The rain outside the window, the pattering of the rain, and the ripples, I not only remembered the days when I lived in my grandfather��s house, but I remembered the good time that Grandpa spent with me. When I was very young, my mom and dad moved. Living in the city, we have tried to pick up the grandparents who lived in the country many times, but Grandpa always refused and said, "My grandfather is here, my ancestors are here, how can I go?" Dad decided to send me back to my hometown every summer and winter vacation, and live with my grandparents, so I have this memory. I still remember that when I was a child, my grandfather��s family fed a goat and a few rabbits Newport Cigarettes Coupons, and it was inevitable to cut the grass uphill. The grass slope was very close to home Cheap Cigarettes. Every morning, Grandpa pushed the broken single-wheeler and pushed me to the sun. Slope, when that, Grandpa began to cut grass, only to see his bow down, the left hand caught the roots of the grass, a glimpse of the grass, the grass was pulled straight Cigarettes Online, revealing a white stem like a fish belly. Holding a curved moon in the right hand, the radiant brilliance flashed in the sunlight. I saw the sickle squatting like a rabbit. Then the grass was flying in the air, but although it didn��t turn, it took I made a hit, all planted on a unicycle. I used to look up at the sky. The mysterious blue is so beautiful! It gave me endless delusions, I saw a black shadow floating in the sky, and then there was something that hit the head with grass. On my hair and in my mouth, this green and green thing, I grabbed it, they were not shameless. Shaking the irritating green head in the wind, "Grandpa, Grandpa..." I cried hysterically, and some of the grass in the grass flew away because of the inability to scream, Grandpa is still in front. I didn't stop slowly, I wanted to get off the bus and call him. Suddenly, I got a glimpse of the bad aperture on the top of my head. I jumped out of the car, just like the pigeons were light and there was no sound, then I hugged A large basket of grass on the wheelbarrow, gently rubbed his feet and threw it to the distance, dropped it, and went back and forth several times. The wheelbarrow gradually revealed the skeleton of the white flower, then I clap my hands and climb the car and look up at the sky. I didn't know how to close my eyes. I don't know how long it took. My stomach didn't know who was slamming. I slowly opened my eyes and saw my grandfather smiled and said, "You stinky boy!" I laughed too. Today, my grandfather is old and suffers from a disease that is difficult to cure. In the hospital, my father said nothing to me, but I also read something in his brow lock. I have grown up. I have already understood a lot of things to care for me. My grandfather who cares for me now needs to be taken care of by others and be taken care of by others. Care, grandfather, the rest of the good times, we spend together. |
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