Translation makes prandpa proud of me.

Two weeks ago, my grandfather died. Most of my friends have experienced the same loss, but my grandfather occupies a unique position in my life. For me, my grandfather encouraged my tutor to work hard and write well. I will never forget the first time I read a long paragraph. This is when I applied to Princeton, he offered to write to the university. He writes with beautiful calligraphy and poetic language, and he is not afraid of sounding too "gorgeous". I read the letter aloud, so that I can hear the beautiful sound. My grandfather's valuable efforts and discipline. Every time he comes to visit us in new york, he will praise me and my brother's achievements, music or anything we do. This makes me proud, because I know that he was poor in our country during the Great Depression. He also won many military medals in American naval battles. At the funeral, a very close friend came up to me, and my grandfather said that my grandfather wrote me a small notebook with what he said. After that, I have sent it to my grandfather, but I didn't get a response. I didn't think too much, but this man told me that my book made my grandfather cry. My grandfather said he was proud of me. I'm glad his friend came and told me how he felt, otherwise I wouldn't know. Now I feel that I should write well, because I know he is proud of me every time.