You and me through the day

Forbespywo

you love tea, go, like carrying a cup of tea when you opened the lid of the tea that the mixing of light in the air, people relaxed and happy. If you inadvertently found that the tea-like skinny. Missing you supple posture, strong build your skin gone, but it curved back, deep wrinkles, but your sharp eyes that is so is still trembling.

you and me through the day is just a misreading of childhood times and wrapped with a simple, silent your love and enrich each other, my ignorance. Grandpa, to now I understand you, that you would love me. You solemn old-fashioned, but I love to laugh, you quiet, I'm confused and ignorant misreading your silent love, I'm disgruntled, I was full of your expectations.

a child, I participated in the How extraordinary that even if the original, but after fixing, drying, frying ... ... that the original green wood it becomes thin, dry, but it is the fragrance of heady brew, when it has a beautiful content, as long as the efforts will have a beautiful meaning. After a month, I attended the calligraphy competition won third prize, though some regret, but it certainly has been a teacher, I thought when you see all this will be very happy, but you just looked at, raised mouth smiled. I took my certificate, and my heart there are many unwilling to bottom in straight sets mood.

sometimes indifferent to me to see my grandfather that look, feel they are so redundant ... ...

Once, my grandparents to my house New Year. When I see my grandfather, he raised a smile for me, my heart was stung a bit, always feel that this is the first time he smiled at me. I have a bad habit, sleep always like to play quilt, this is not these days cross-flow nose, yawning again and again ... ... but these days when I wake up the total quilt cover was good, I thought it was my mother, suddenly my heart was filled with deep sense of warmth. Late in the night, because the cold uncomfortable, I can not sleep long, then fired into the door and suddenly a light, I quickly closed my eyes [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and he helped me cover the bed, stroked my forehead with the back of the hand, then gave a sigh and left the I slowly opened my eyes, that winding back gradually disappeared in the darkness ... ... This hand temperature, rough hands Is Grandpa ... ...

you and me through the day the gap is the lingering misunderstandings, wayward, I do not know how to resolve [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], just give each other a deep misunderstanding Yuyan Yu. In a conversation with the grandmother, she said: ; but he insisted filled with disdain. So you walked with me again and again each day is not a misunderstanding, but also to love and happiness.

Comments: This article is written family, and talk about his grandfather all the way with twists and turns, all the way misunderstanding comes. Articles selected through the day with his grandfather in the two things [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], one is a writer calligraphy won a prize, very happy, to get recognition of their elders, but the joy of my grandfather whose own collection of them, and use interesting words greater efforts to encourage grandchildren. Grandpa feel the fragrance of tea, like life, thought-provoking. Another is to write to his grandfather tucked up at night, a great grandson of the elder fleshed love. It is for Grandpa to get along with bits and pieces, so that the article was true and moving, at the end of the words with the reflection of my grandmother and my grandfather through the period of the day full of love and emotional.

(Editor: the wandering knife)