Grandpa is baking sweet potatoes by the fire.
I will sit on grandpa's lap.
Naughtily stroking his beard
And a beard.
Then, take out his pocket with your little hand.
See if there are any pennies in it.
His coarse cloth pocket was torn.
Like that cold wall.
Later, I grew up and came to the city.
Grandpa's stove, sweet potato and pocket
And coins with body temperature.
It has been hanging in my memory.
No fading, no aging.
Become the singing of my poetry.
Now, I am a grandfather, too.
But without grandpa's stove and beard.
Penny, it's long been ignored.
I sat on the warm sofa.
Enjoy air conditioning, oven and watch TV.
There are snacks and money in the pocket.
Waiting for the wise grandson.
Give a reward after answering a question correctly.
Grandpa's Modern Poems 2 (1)
On that frosty or snowy morning
You came back from a village five miles away to collect salt.
It's all white
Fill the most primitive memories in my mind.
Your eyes were still bright at that time.
At that time, your body was still very healthy.
(2)
I like following you to herd cattle.
In the fields of early spring
The fragrance of the earth is everywhere.
In the warm sunshine
My young mind is particularly passionate.
I use melon seeds and grass in the field as quilts.
Lie on it and sleep lazily.
The sun went down.
You told me to go back.
I ran into the rape field.
Play hide-and-seek with you
(3)
The cicada cried.
Here comes the popsicle seller.
I saw you in the pipeline.
Take out a small pile of money
Count it, and you can get enough money to buy a popsicle.
You can only buy one at a time.
I asked you why you didn't eat.
You said you were afraid that ice would fall on your teeth.
Do you know that you are afraid to spend more money?
Do you know that you have no extra money to buy popsicles?
Because you've been in a broken car all your life.
Just before I arrived at the terminal, I had several full meals.
(4)
When frost forest was drunk
I will follow you to climb mountains and wade.
Looking for traces of wild fruit
Whenever some wild fruits are harvested.
When I'm full
You will try it yourself.
I asked you if it was delicious.
You smiled and said it was sweet.
And it costs nothing.
(5)
Is money really that important?
When I understand this truth,
Your eyes were in that winter.
Missed the best treatment time
Although your eyesight is getting worse.
But you're still herding cattle on crutches.
And mow the grass with crutches
And chopping wood with a cane.
It's just that you always have to take me with you.
Because I can show you the way.
From then on, I became your shadow.
(6)
I went to school.
I took a new book and asked you what was written in it.
You said with a sigh
Grandpa can't see clearly.
Even if you see it clearly, you can't see a few words clearly.
You should study hard and become a scholar in the future.
Then you turn around
I saw you wiping your eyes.
Is to wipe away tears.
You said it was sand.
My little heart.
I could feel your pity.
Since then, I have learned to care.
I will give you a Kazuhiro Mori bowl first at every meal.
Every time I eat watermelon, I will cut the middle piece for you.
Every time I buy a popsicle, I will buy you one.
I let you eat instant noodles once when you were a child.
I bought a TV at home and said I wouldn't watch it if I couldn't see it.
I pulled you and said, if you sit in the front, you can definitely see it.
You try to watch it for a while, and then say
You can see people's shadows and hear people talking.
I smiled
You cried.
(7)
When I was in fifth grade
I was admitted to the central primary school in the town.
I can't take care of you because I send you to school.
In the days to come.
Your health is getting worse and worse.
That cold winter night
You have a bad cough.
The family discussed to help you make a shroud.
That night, I hid under the covers and cried.
(8)
What are the regrets in life?
Maybe a lot.
In the days when you are struggling with the disease,
I see the fragility of life.
You have been moaning in pain that night.
You called my name many times and asked me to help you go to the toilet.
I held you patiently the first two times.
But in the early hours of the morning, you are still shouting.
I don't know whether the cold or sleepiness aroused my anger.
I rushed into your room.
Drag you out of bed.
There seems to be something cursed in his mouth.
Your eyes can't see.
I dragged you out of the room.
Only under the lamp
Feel your thin hands.
My heart calmed down again.
Slowly, I feel a little sour again.
I regret my behavior at that time.
I just didn't know this heart disease would last until now.
One autumn day after half a year.
You left in pain.
Listen to your mother.
You remembered my name when you died.
When I got home, I only saw your thin face.
That is the thinnest face I have ever seen in the world.
I didn't cry.
Maybe that's because you turned my sadness into strength.
You're gone
You don't have to mow the grass and herd cattle anymore.
But on the way to spring
I can still feel your breath.
You're gone
You don't have to save money to buy popsicles for me anymore.
But on a hot day,
I always think of those affectionate eyes.
You're gone
You don't have to accompany me to pick wild fruits anymore.
But in the harvest season,
I always think of that long-lost smiling face.
(9)
Tomb-Sweeping Day's mountain village
Accept the distant emptiness
I came to see you, grandpa.
Wandering in a foreign land for many years
Stop at this moment.
at home
I can burn you some paper money.
After leaving home
But it's hard for you to hang a blank sheet of paper.
I came today.
And your granddaughter and great-grandson.
Your great-grandson is very obedient
He knew that he would come to see his attendants.
So he personally picked a lot of wild flowers for you.
I believe you can wish him a safe growth.
I'm here too.
Grandpa under the grave
Please forgive me for breaking your heart in the last few days of your life.
Spring is getting warmer and warmer.
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Tomb-Sweeping Day in the coming year
I will erect a monument for you.
Grandpa's Modern Poetry 3 Grandpa's Old House
Grandpa's old house collapsed,
Dad said there was no need to fix it,
Every fragment,
Will eventually become history,
If you pass, you pass,
There is no turning back.
Grandpa's gone
Grandpa left,
I didn't cry,
But my heart is broken,
Very, very badly hurt.
It's like a thousand needles stuck together,
There are still many ropes pulling,
It hurts, it hurts.
Pomegranate is blooming again.
Pomegranate flowers are blooming again,
Bright red,
Very dazzling.
In the hot summer of June,
It seems to be competing with the sun.
But grandpa left,
Nobody takes care of it,
In October,
Will they still grin?
The rice grains on the table
At the dinner table,
A lot of rice grains ran out of my nephew's bowl.
I watched,
I don't know what to do.
When I was a child,
Every time I put a grain of rice in the bowl,
Grandpa will pick it up one by one,
Eat by yourself.
Eating and chatting,
Rice is the fruit of their hard work.
Not a grain of food can be wasted.
Actually, I know better,
Rice is not only the fruit of grandpa's hard work,
This is the sustenance of his life
Grandpa's crutch
I don't know when to start,
Grandpa can also use crutches.
A country or a bumpy road,
Grandpa always carries a crutch.
Many years have passed,
I've never seen grandpa fall.
When grandpa left,
I watched the crutches fall,
When we landed,
The faucet is broken, too
On the way out.
The line to see grandpa off is very long.
From the entrance of the village to the back hill.
Many people are crying,
There are also many people laughing.
People who cry are in pain,
He who wishes to laugh is blessed.
graveyard
Grandpa's grave is behind a piece of sand.
A very clean place.
Surrounded by the fields he cultivated all his life,
The fields are full of golden flowers,
Glossy and golden.
I always thought,
Spring is green,
Now that I know,
It turns out that spring in my hometown is yellow.
This spring,
The sky in my hometown is very clear, and there are abundant grains.
Grandpa, please go,
No longer lonely,
Don't give up again.
"Grandpa" modern poem 4 always likes to watch grandpa eat.
Use double chopsticks
Take pains to stay in your bowl.
Use red pepper.
But I haven't answered for a long time.
The whole meal time
He usually closes his eyes.
Chew carefully in your mouth.
An old cow ruminating leisurely.
It's like chewing comfort
Chew contentedly
I always like to see my grandfather who never goes to sea again.
At noon after a summer meal, I leaned in the shade.
Take a nice nap under the buttonwood tree.
Legs with knees bent upward.
Make a mistake from time to time
Then go to sleep.
Look at him sleeping.
I must still be looking forward to yesterday's food and clothing.
I feel full of rice and flour today.
He must still be pregnant with his old friend from yesterday.
Sea, wind and waves
Hook and net
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Returning to Man Cang is no easy task.
And the rich fragrance of pillows.
Haishangyi pot big fish and big crab
That strong and persistent taste ......
Occasionally whispering from my dreams
Seems to have heard his moan.
Today's fish and shrimp
As poor as his heart.
Not worth mentioning.
Rich memories of the sea.
Just like he is too lazy to eat those small fish and shrimp now.
until today
Those old friends who worked with him.
I have abandoned my hard work and set foot on the age of walking.
Has left.
therefore
This also became grandpa's helpless loneliness.
therefore
He is always used to sitting in this season.
In retrospect
Stand like a stone
Every time I go to the cemetery,
Grandpa can hum an unknown tune.
I know that too.
Grandma was young and frivolous, and died young.
Naqu
I clearly hear a kind of heart-wrenching love.
From grandpa's action of mending the net
And can also repair the tissue of the stone mill.
I believe that in the praise of the elderly,
Whatever keeps this ship at sea
Or Lawton's house?
Grandpa should be capable.
This is also a kind of recognition.
Maybe based on these.
He will nag future generations more.
You can't see it here.
There are still some.
But I don't know if others will be bored.
this
It is also related to his age.
I seldom listen to grandpa's stories about the sea.
But occasionally
Also talk about a little.
I always like to do farm work with my grandfather.
When harvesting peanuts
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I love to write a big word about fatigue and sleep.
Write a sober question mark if you like.
Grandpa never blames others.
It's like an old clock swinging.
Don't worry, don't slow down, don't rest.
Let me see the back of his work.
Rushan
Always firm
Grandpa Modern Poetry 5 About that boy, he is in the prime of life.
Regarding the old man, he has experienced many hardships.
Stories about boys and old people.
Wild geese fly south, and the leaves wither. In this season, all you want to keep is life.
What's wrong with you, old man? Actually, I don't know, but I know it's disability.
The life of the old man is becoming unbearable.
The delay of medicine gradually turned into futility.
How long has it been since I visited the old man? Yes 1 7 days a week 168 hours 10080 minutes 604800 seconds.
I want to see it, but I dare not go. Timid
I don't know what to say. I don't know if he remembers me.
In previous visits, he always looked up at me vaguely and didn't know who I was.
When you came to see me later, you were lying in bed.
I'm afraid you will really give up everything and leave.
The old house, cigarette butts and wells in the house, and the family who once lived.
Yes, you can't be so handsome, then everything is your treasure.
Once, I asked you to live in a new house many times, but you refused.
The new house is too noisy. Is that so?
Or even more reluctant in your heart.
You like talking to me about your past. It is very hard.
There are often times when I feel bored. Then blurt it out and perfunctory.
You like smoking in the afternoon. You used to seem to be able to play chess, and your body was always full of thick.
This book is very elegant. Now I remember something I didn't want to remember before. Most of it has been forgotten.
These days, I am still very calm. The sense of powerlessness buried in the bottom of my heart will only twitch at night.
Grandpa, I know you will be on the other side. Guard your treasure.
"Grandpa" Modern Poetry 6 Grandpa's Road to Heaven
The flowers on the other side are shining for you.
When the long road to heaven comes to an end
Angels come to guide you
Take you to Wangxiangtai.
Browse sansheng stone
When you are with Meng Po Tang,
You will forget everything in this life.
Grandpa, I still can't believe the fact that you have left.
I'm forcing myself not to face it.
Even if I see you lying in a cold coffin
I still think you just missed our future.
no ...
Grandpa, you have given me too many wonderful memories.
I remember when I was a child, I always loved to stick to you.
I remember when I was in primary school.
You always wake me up early for school.
When I get back from school
You will have dinner with me again.
Remember when I always said grandpa?
Don't drink too much wine, it's harmful to your health.
You always said that if one day grandpa couldn't drink it.
Then grandpa was gone.
Now I can't say grandpa to you.
Don't drink too much.
This is harmful to your health.
Remember you always taught me.
Tell me to be obedient and study hard
I remember I used to accompany you to have your hair cut.
I remember every time I got sick.
You would say let grandpa prescribe medicine for you.
I remember that I learned to knit scarves that year.
I'll bring you the first scarf right away.
I remember the amulet I asked for in the temple this year.
I asked for one for you, too. Let the Buddha bless you.
Remember, remember, remember, remember too many things.
Grandpa, you are always so strong.
Suffered from illness for more than ten years.
You never said pain.
We all know your pain.
Know that you are tired from pain.
Grandpa, you are free now.
Will no longer suffer from disease
We have to accept the fact that you left.
Grandpa, since my high school.
I can't be with you anymore.
Every time I buy you something you like to eat,
I left in a hurry.
Grandpa, I'm confessing.
Please forgive me.
Forgive me for not being with you like before.
Chat with you
Now my confession is useless.
I will regret it for the rest of my life.
Grandpa, you left so suddenly.
I was caught off guard.
Why did God take you away?
Want you to go alone?
Watching everything that belongs to you in the room disappear.
Only glasses and those photos are left.
I miss the furniture in your room.
I miss your breath in the room.
There is nothing now.
You will leave us forever.
Grandpa, everyone who knows you says you are kind.
Grandpa, did you hear that?
Grandpa, the road to heaven
You have to go.
I will be your good granddaughter in the next life.
"Grandpa" Modern Poetry 7 Mourning Grandpa
Remember this day last year.
The pear trees in the yard are flourishing.
But I can't keep pestering you to help me choose one.
Remember the bright copper tube you cleaned?
But I can't pick it up and fill you with tobacco leaves.
Remember the sunset glow at the edge of the sunset?
You said this is the home of old people.
Remember your tired body.
You said it was too old to work.
Remember the copper coins you gave me.
You said to wear it on your body and use copper to hone your character.
Remember your weak words
Ji Ni Di Tongliang dropper
I remember you teaching me how to be a man.
Remember how to give up and how to love. ......
Summer is over!
I also took you there.
By sunset.
There must be pear trees in our yard.
There must be endless dry smoke there.
I miss the twinkling stars on the edge of the moon.
It must be the flickering light in your pipe.
You will look at us from above, won't you?
Autumn is coming.
A little sad.
The leaves of pear trees in the yard have also fallen.
I know that the pear tree you planted with your own hands is thinking of you. That's what my grandfather did, right?
Grandpa, do you know?
Grandpa, can you hear your grandson calling?
Grandpa, did you see the tears he accidentally shed when he stood under the pear tree and picked pears for you?
Grandpa. Me. . . Your grandson ......
He will always wear the clothes you gave him.
Just like keeping you in my heart forever.
I will never forget it in my life.
I dare not forget this life.
Grandpa ... Grandpa. ......
Grandson misses you!