I have a clear fear of my distant relatives even in my dreams, except for my grandmother. Every time I meet her in my dreams, I always desperately hold her hand and talk to her about my parents' shortcomings. My grandmother's face is as good as that of the past, and I can really feel her breath. This time, my grandmother came to my dream early, and she was still healthy. Since grandma left, her face, which was tortured by illness in her old age, has never appeared again, and she is full of energy every time.
I don't have deep feelings for my grandmother, but she is the one I care about most among my next-generation relatives. My deep concern for my grandmother was gradually cultivated in the process of sharing my mother's filial piety after her serious illness. In order to relieve my mother's worries and recover smoothly, I didn't care that I didn't like rural life. I squeezed a bus back to my hometown to visit my elderly grandmother, cooked her favorite meals, brought her favorite snacks, chatted with her to relieve boredom, and listened patiently to topics that were not of interest ... And my grandmother ignored her age. I often do things that I can't do to welcome me. I remember visiting her in my hometown once. My grandmother actually reminded me to take time to see my grandmother's distant relatives in the village. My grandmother's understanding of human feelings is really incomparable. While I was visiting my relatives, my grandmother actually started a cat ear with complicated procedures. When I came back, she had done a lot. I washed my hands and complained about my grandmother: "How tired, how did you think of doing this?" Grandma said apologetically, "Every time I come back, I either eat noodles or the rice you brought back. Let's make something fresh this time." Then he said unconvinced, "If I had put this aside when I was young, I would have done it long ago.". At that time, grandma's legs and feet were no longer flexible, and her eyes were not working well. She had to be taken care of in her daily life. She cooked the food herself, and the hygiene of the food was really flattering. But what can I say in the face of grandma's love? I can only eat a little more and eat a little more.
Grandma is really a very capable and intelligent person. Illiterate, she can cut clothes and open a sewing shop by looking at the tailor's book. Later, I saw the popular jeans, hunting clothes and trousers skirts as pictures in my grandmother's tailor's book when I was young. Grandma is good at needlework, and is often asked by neighbors to sew a wedding cotton-padded jacket and embroider a special flower insole for marriage. It's the Spring Festival, and you can cut out beautiful window grilles with red paper. Grandma's eloquence is very good and she is quite calculating. Even her big cousin, who has received higher education and is at home in social fields, often laments her shrewdness. If she hadn't been born in that era, grandma would have made some achievements in her career. Mothers and uncles are intelligent, capable, enterprising and versatile, mostly from their grandmother's genes, but they all take one or two from each other. Until grandma's later years, they sometimes lost.
I often think of my grandmother, and I often sigh that I am not like my grandmother with a quarter of her blood. My daughter said confidently, "I have one-eighth of my grandmother's genes. How bad can I be?" Indeed, my daughter is much better than me. I am quite gratified. Deeply appreciate grandma's gift.
I borrowed Tomb-Sweeping Day's graffiti to send my thoughts. In fact, I wanted to express my thoughts as soon as possible, but whenever I was interested, I felt ashamed. Not to mention that there were real writers in the last generation, but many brothers and sisters were full of talents. How could I be a semi-illiterate niece to write about my grandmother? However, when Tomb-Sweeping Day arrived, my grandmother came unexpectedly in my dream, which made me unable to keep my thoughts in my heart any longer. Today, I will get my thoughts off my chest, and I will miss my grandmother in heaven with little things.