Grandpa is seventy years old, but he is always busy and always plays with some flowers. Because he likes daffodils, at the beginning of the new year, grandpa began to water the flowers. He first took out daffodil seedlings in a big wooden basin and carefully soaped them. None of the daffodils fell. Grandpa carefully wiped them, let them rest for a while, and then carefully washed the soap off the flowers. He cleaned it carefully, even the small cracks in the leaves. Grandpa repeats this work carefully every year, like making a beautiful work of art, without exception.
I often ask disapprovingly, "Grandpa, this washing method is too slow. Just soak in the water. " At this time, grandpa always smiled and said to me, "This washing method will produce more flowers, and it will be more fragrant than the flowers soaked in water." This is not only to make the flowers more fragrant, but also includes his expectation and love for life!
In a blink of an eye, I am already in the second day of junior high school, my study is getting worse and worse, and my time with my grandfather is getting less and less. Every year, the pot of daffodils carefully cultivated by my grandfather is always placed in the corner of my desk. In the first month of that year, I was writing at my desk. The fragrance of daffodils seeped into my heart, and the blooming white flowers jumped into my eyes. The softest place in my heart was touched at once, and I quickly dialed a phone call. Grandpa's voice soon came from the other end of the phone. The voice is more surprised and old. Grandpa has been asking me if the flowers are fragrant, how is my study recently, and whether I am tired of learning. I have said a lot. In my ears, it is my grandfather's cordial greetings. In my eyes, it is the yellow core of daffodils. In my nose, it is a faint fragrance that makes my nose sour. ...
Maybe you will say that the sun, the moon and the stars all change from time to time, not to mention in this ever-changing world. But I feel that some people have some feelings that will never change, like flowers and affection.