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e gave us one sister. The sweetness is so fresh, it is still fresh in my memory. It is one of the very few delicious foods I have ever eaten. When I came to my house, I still clung to the stick and still trembled. At that time, my mother was weaving, and I was going to the process of brushing the line. My grandmother came forward to help. She dropped the stick and picked up the brush. Every one of them was so powerful and even. The shadow of her cast on the ground in the scorching sun is always preserved in the album of my memory Parliament Cigarettes. The memory of her grandfather is much richer. My grandfather died in 1994. At that time, I had been working for two years. My grandfather was tall. Although he is already an old man from the moment of his writing, his clear face and a lovely smile make people always feel that he is a lovely old man. About after the grandmother became ill, he began to humpback. When he died at the age of 84, his body was almost half-squatting. The tired and frugal diet of life finally made his grandfather no longer tall and tall, although he was a real farmer. However, the grandfather had a culture, and the deepest impression was that the line-bound book on the grandfather��s bedside table was one foot thick and always placed neatly. Because our family and our grandfather's family are seven or eight miles away from each other, there are big rivers in the middle, and there is no formal bridge (only a swaying bamboo bridge). My mother is busy with her life, and she is not worried about her children. We crossed the bridge without adult supervision, so we couldn't go to the grandfather's house several times a year. It seems that we have not eliminated the gap between us and our grandfather. Because of those books, we have a lot of respect and affection for our grandfather, but we dare not flip his book (in fact, those books are all vertical and traditional Chinese characters, we can't understand), and I am embarrassed to let him give The story in our book, when my grandfather was in his old age, he rarely looked at it. Later, those books did not know who was collecting his grandfather��s life. He was always loyal to help others, but he refused to bother others, even When the grandmother was lying in bed Marlboro Lights, he was also taken care of by him all the year round. In the rural neighborhoods, the most common disputes occurred in the homestead. The grandfather��s family also encountered such a thing Newport 100S. When the grandfather smashed the old house and flipped the new house, the other party said that the grandfather��s old house base occupied part of their house. The other party's strong occupation, many people will fight for a sigh of relief, insist on the soil, but the grandfather chose to give in, now want to come, the grandfather who lived in the small courtyard that year, wowed in a broad dream, the past is as vivid as ever. Unclear, cut constantly. "Following the events at the time, He Shu was in the middle of the night." In fact, the old grandfather��s old house was sold to others by his uncle many years ago. I don��t know why he would start such a dream, perhaps because of the Qingming��s arrival, the mother��s total It��s because I��m going back to my old family��s grave! Thoughtful about the day, thinking about the night. But I wish that there is a soul between heaven and earth, that I can tell the most intimate words to my grandfather's grandmother, and let them see the happiness of our family today. It is fulfilling their wish that they can see their daughter�� - My mother is a very old age, but still strong and healthy, how happy they are.
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