Monday, August 20, 2012

Later, the grandfather is sick


Later, the grandfather is sick, do not know what was wrong, as if impatient, he was

lying in bed unable to move to the death of separated for a very short time. In this

way, he disappeared in my life a living person, he took the culture, there is

knowledge, and I get along with less than a decade, in a hurry to leave. Sometimes miss

the grandfather, not only thought of his education my earnestness memorable words, but

also emotion of the laws of nature irreversible. Is always to be riding a crane away,

but a matter of how to spend limited life, and how to improve the existing quality of

life, how to do something meaningful is thinking.

This essay only to cherish the memory of the grandfather and the lost years, and also

text alerts to go the way of the future.

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